For my Mother
She gave everything she had And still she keeps on giving With shoulders heaving beneath her load She did not complain , Did not utter a hard word, Tending and toiling She gave and kept on giving. As solid as the eternal oak My mother full of love Her outpouring heart a grateful gift That comes from up above. With tired work worn hands outstretched She gave and keeps on giving. If I could give her all the world It would not be quite enough To make up for the years of toil of sacrifice she made so much And angels sing their songs above For a giving mother , My mother whom I love. photo: Pexels Dedicated to my mother in appreciation for all her hard work and sacrifice.