A mother, always remembered,
For the sacrifices she makes,
Her quiet strength, a heart unbent,
As joy within her never breaks.

The disappointments she conceals,
Behind a soft, reassuring smile,
Tears held back for her child's health,
Her courage travels every mile.

Selfless, caring, kind, and true,
A mother nurtures, loves, and guides,
Not just her own, but all she knows,
In her heart, a love that never hides.

For some, motherhood comes with a choice,
Giving life and love, yet without a voice,
To raise the child, but love remains,
In every heartbeat, through joys and pains.

For those who adopt, a choice so grand,
Embracing hearts with a steady hand,
Creating bonds that fate has spun,
In their embrace, all are loved as one.

For those who mourn a child now gone,
Their love still shines, though days feel long.
Each memory cherished, each moment a song,
In their hearts, those little ones belong.

For mothers whose children are far away,
Their love stretches on, come what may.
In every letter, in every prayer,
A piece of their heart is always there.

And for those who yearn for a child to hold,
Their love is fierce, a treasure untold,
Each prayer a promise, each hope a song,
In every heartbeat, they still belong.

Grandmothers, wise with stories to share,
With gentle hands and a loving stare,
Aunts who uplift with laughter and cheer,
Their love wraps around us, always near.

Sisters, too, with bonds so tight,
Sharing secrets in the soft twilight,
In joy and sorrow, they stand side by side,
A sister's love, a cherished guide.

Her love is unmeasured, vast as the sea,
A bond that forever will be.
In every moment, in every prayer,
A mother’s love, beyond compare.

Let's give the mothers in our lives their flowers ~ while they can still smell and hold them