A Mothers Heart

A Mothers Heart

Bruised and battered, broken and worn
Sometimes by the children that she painfully bore
Sometimes made proud sometimes made sad
But still true love she always had
To the end from the start
This is a mothers heart.

Full of love but sometimes pain
Sometimes she wondered
what have i gained?
The child she loved the child she named
The child she felt they could never tame
Yet loved to the end from the very start
This is a mothers heart.

In pain she bore a child so small
She wondered
how could this cause me any pain at all?
She watched them run and watched them fall
Her heart jumped...wait...a fearful call
She ran and wrapped them in her arms
Her heart beat fast at the simplest alarms
To the end from the very start
This is a mothers heart.

One day her child will become grown
Some stay...some....just leave her alone
Some become rich and some become poor
Some visit home and some slam the door
Some are good some are bad
Some make her happy and some make her sad
Some are stupid and some are smart
But overflowing with love...this is a mothers heart.

A mothers heart goes through so much
Dont use your mother as a crutch
One day as others she will be gone
And then you'll wish you'd honored her at home.
So today lets all make a start
To love...like a mothers heart. 
~Unlimited Thinker