Her hands reach out to comfort when she hears the cry
Her gentle loving touch will wipe the tears all dry
Sacrificing sleep she'll stay up the whole night through
Her child is sick and hurting and tender loving care is due
Many chores completed are waiting again the next day
Her role often taken for granted until she is gone away
A mom is that beautiful lady with a mission from above
Living for her children in the image of God's love
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