Mother
She does everything for us
Never stopping
Always moving
Not for herself
But for her children
She goes to work
And uses what little money she makes
On her children
This cycle
Does not end
Everyday
It continues
She does not stop
And doesn’t believe she can
Or wants to
Her love for us
Is like the sun everyday
It never stops rising
It continues its cycle
Unfailing
What do I repay her with?
I have no job
No money to compensate
All I can do for now
Is love her
As she has loved me all these years
She does what she can
And for that mother
I must give you thanks
And the promise
That one day
I will do for you
As you have done for me
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