A Mother's love is something
   that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
   and of sacrifice and pain

It is endless and unselfish
   and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
   or take that love away

It is patient and forgiving
   when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
   even though the heart is breaking

It believes beyond believing
   when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
   of the rarest, brightest gems

It is far beyond defining,
   it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
   like the mysteries of creation

A many splendor miracle
   man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
   of God's tender guiding hand.