Terry Ann Braaten, A Mother's Love</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=3.htm>Terry Ann Braaten</a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>A Mother's Love</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>I think most everyone agrees<br>a Mother's love comes in degrees<br>as it is warmly doled.<br>At birth and when they start to walk,<br>toddle about and learn to talk,<br>they're a wonder to behold.<br>And when they act their most contrary<br>the temperature will sometimes vary<br>though never is it cold.<br>You strive to teach them all you can<br>hoping when they're woman and man<br>they'll heed what they've been told.<br>As they grow...which happens fast<br>you realize their childhood's past.<br>They've broken from the mold.<br>Up into the twilight years<br>when we've conquered most our fears<br>our love does not grow old.<br>It's always there just shining through.<br>I wish a Mother's love for you.<br>It's valued more than gold.</b></font></p></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>