Needle thoughts

MOTHER'S LOVE The heart made to love , The smile made to cherish  The nature made to help, The attitude of solemn apt Is the one for whom I'm gonna discuss.  The one who shares her joy, The one who hides her tears  The one who gives pleasure for gains, The one who reserves her pains  Is the one for whom I'm gonna discuss. Is somebody who finds joy in all the mess, Is somebody who fulfills for others except for herself.  Is somebody who can donate her happiness.  Just for the sake of somebody else  Is the one who is; Much more greater than the word great   Her love's deeper than the word deep , Her heart's wider than the word wide, Her description much more than the word itself.  Is none other than a Mother!  To whom I'll always be a debtor for her love , Is none other than a Mother ! To whom I'll always be a creditor of her love!  My love my mother.