It is the ultimate expression of love,
A bond that can never be broken.
Some call it a gift from above,
As a new seed of life is awoken.

Life slumbers beneath your heart,
And in a women's secret way of feeling,
You are increased by one more part,
That sends all your senses reeling.

The aches and waddling tread,
All seem rather mild,
As you lie, exhausted, on the bed,
And behold your newborn child.

A mother's love for her child,
A sacred and unbreakable bond.
Against all forces, reviled,
Will protect forever and beyond.

I will stand at his side as we live,
And then will watch, unseen, from above,
Behold the joy and happiness he gives,
And know that he dwells in my love.

I will watch his hardships and sorrows,
I will watch as he rises and falls.
I will watch over him in danger,
Invisible behind hidden walls.

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