I was tossing in bed last night, not able to sleep very well because my body is still regulating itself to be back to normal. I was perspiring furiously, having to change 3 t-shirts because they were soaking wet because of my perspiration. Unable to sleep, the thought of writing this short poem just came into my mind:

A mother's love is relentless like the tides,
she never stops bringing new waves of it everyday.

A mother's hands are skillful like the beavers',
she fixes the leaks and cracks in our dams.

A mother's feet are firm like the roots of a tree,
she stands her ground to protect us from falling into danger.

when I have time to think of more, I will continue... :)

Meanwhile, I salute all mothers for their great role in our lives and especially towards my own mother and my wife!

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