Take stock in the mother you have or had.
They are remarkable, some are a miracle forever.

To those with more than one child and stayed at home and raise them mostly alone.
Because in some cases dad was gone forty hours a week.

And there was that rock in charge, she ruled and you knew it too.
But for some reason, some had to be taught a lesson.
And mom could handle it.

Dad mainly was the enforcer, to the decision placed down to follow.

Stern and firmed one minute, so adorable and loving the next.
How?
Can you forget her?

Then there that mom with the only child, a force to be reckoned with.
Just as fern, kind, and sincere.
But through all versions of mothers love was there.

No better tender, loving, and care.
Yes, no better.
Then the love of your mother.