(for my Mother!)

A mother’s love is a natural thing,
Creating and nurturing life, selflessly, like rain showers in spring.
A mother’s love is strong and on it you can depend,
Like the majesty of mountains standing true against the wind.
A mother’s love is immeasurable and as endless as time,
It’s existence unquestionable, the purest knowledge of the mind.
Like the expanse of distant galaxies, it knows no boundaries,
And like each breath of fresh air, a mother’s love is always there
Flowing endlessly, abundantly, like ocean tides,
And as sure as a morning sunrise,
A mother’s love is a natural thing.