ENDLESS LOVE

A Mother's love is Endless,
Like the sands along the shore.
And tho' her child be wayward,
She loves it even more.

Forgiving is a part of her,
That's hard to understand.
Though you hurt her,
She smiles and pats your hand.

How can it be? She does not know,
But this she knows, it is.
Regardless of the hurt,
She always forgives.

Oft' when alone she spins the years,
Down memory lane she roams.
And with a sigh, admits her life has been,
Her Family and Home.