Mother Love Mother rocks her baby Until baby is sound asleep After mother lays baby down Out of the room she creeps. Mother begins her housework With one ear on babies room If mother hears baby cry Rocking baby soon resumes. Mother's love for her baby Is a love equal to none other Even after her baby is grown The child is a baby to mother. In most of our lives Our mother is our best friend During good or bad times She's with us to her very end. Ralph L. Clark© 2006 |
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