Why do mothers Love so well, <br />when their children drive em crazy and give her hell? <br />They're not cruel, mean or unkind, <br />but they take advantage of her time after time. <br /> <br />But, a mother can't forget the birth of her babe, <br />so tiny and harmless, fulling a crave. <br />A crave that runs deep down inside, <br />sitting there waiting to come alive. <br /> <br />Isn't one enough to fill this crave? <br />Two or more turns mother into a slave. <br />But two or three are so much fun, <br />they always keep her on the run. <br /> <br />But why fill the nest with these little tykes, <br />zipping around on their scooters and bikes? <br />Because a mothers Love is so large and grand, <br />she's a gift from heaven, behold...His right hand!<br /><br />Keith Foley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mothers-love-4/
