A GOOD MOTHER'S LOVE

Is anything more precious,
than a good mother's love,
A caring angel, a nurturing angel,
Sent from Heaven above.
Like the snow-white dove, with motives so pure,
Toiling and sacrificing, hardships to endure.
They say show mom how much you care,
Buy something sweet, precious, or rare.
Is there anything measuring up to that task,
I think not, though a question I'll often ask.
Momma chose me as her child, long ago,
When I was too little to carry a hoe.
Now I can't hardly begin to express.
The love I feel for her, deep in my chest.