A mother\'s love is something,
That no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
Of sacrifice and pain.
It is endless and and unselfish,
And enduring, come what may,
For nothing can destroy it,
Or take that love away.
It is patient and forgiving
When all others are forsaking
And it never fails or falters,
Even though the heart is breaking
It believes beyond believing,
When the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty,
of the brightest, rarest gems.
It is far beyond defining,
It defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret,
Of mysteries of creation.
A many splendored miracle,
Man cannot understand,
And another wondrous evidence,
Of god\'s tender guiding hand.