Mothers and Daughters

We're daughters and mothers not so long ago. We give and take and take and give. Along time's endless row. Love is passed and love recieved. To be passed on again: A precious heirloom twice, twice blessed. A spiritual cardigan. I'll put it on and treasure it. The me I have recieved, and when the roles reverse again, I'll have what I most need. So may our love Go on and on, A hundred thousand years; Mothers and daughters, Daughters and mothers, through joys and other tears. A Mother's love is always true. It's all you need to get you through. A mother's love can seem like hate. She's only tough to keep you safe. A mother's love is always there, in simple ways she'll show she cares. A mother's love can never compare with anyone else's anywhere. A mother's love is here to stay. I love you, mom.