My Mother

The kindnesses in the eyes of a mother are pearls,

No amount of tears can cast a cloud on their glow.
The words of a mother are blessings,
No level of anger in her can turn them into curses.
The love of a mother is real,
No experience of hurt can twist or distort it.
The sacrifice of a mother for her child is a debt,
It cannot be paid off in a life time.

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