一年前的今天孩子送了一份母亲节的礼物，是一副木制相框，她指着中间的相片说：“我和我这些最好的朋友都是你的小孩。” 我很感动，把这幅画一直挂在厅里，已经看了一年。惭愧的妈妈今天早上才去查询印在镜框上的文字来补上这一课，借此献给所有的母亲，祝大家节日快乐！
A Mother's Love
by Helen Steiner Rice
A Mother's love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . .
A many splendored miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God's tender guiding hand.
（想尝试翻译，但感觉力不从心，哪位朋友有兴趣可以试试，先表示感谢！）
