Stream of Life- Nothing More Luxurious

Life is full of several good items, a mother is their bag offspring, an addition to her toil but never considered a lag. She is invaluable, even if wearing rag family, career, society; yet suffers no drag. Fertility is blessed for nature and humanity to brag strong arms to protect, absolute care, the tag. Breasts to nourish, the little life sings, not nag love so wide, allowing everyone to wag. Pure and simple is this heart that its muscles never sag gives more and more, despite causing more than one gag. Her tears give her strength much credence her pain, devastating to pull down any fence and gives stiff protection, which sometimes make no sense. The cat easily licks the kitten at no expense, curb, carried by the jaw of the lioness in full conscience. Sweet responsibility not for sale, not even in pence, colours existence beautifully and gives it true essence. Oh these nurturing hands, beat the assessment of science. For the bonding with her young, osmium is less dense, true motherhood to every being is enough opulence.