The love of a mother is as endless as the sea.

The love of a mother is as timeless as can be.

It knows no limits, no boundaries nor end.

She can be a mother, a fighter, or a friend.

Can you really imagine that kind of love?

So pure and priceless, perfect gift from above.

Free-flowing as a river, transcending like a stream.

With her tender guidance, she taught us how to dream.

Someday I hope she can finally see

She is the type of person we would all like to be.

Someone who is compassionate and genuinely sincere.

Someone so loving and someone so dear.

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