No treasure held above,
The joy comes from knowing,
A mother's endless love ..
In spite of how it's tested,
It grows from year to year,
Providing strength and comfort,
It "gently" draws us near ..
It warms and it protects us,
And guides us from a far,
Shedding light upon us,
Like a bright and shining star ..
And when all things are measured,
Not one shall rise above,
Or be compared value,
To a mother's endless love ..
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