The Value of My Mother

If asked to put a value on my mother; to weigh her by comparison to another.
If asked what I loved most about her; and all the things she did or said that made me love her more.
If someone would ask me to trade her for another.
If asked, why I wouldn’t put a value on my mother.
I would simply say, Never!

My mother is more precious than the rarest stone.
She is loved because of who she is, “My Mother”
I couldn’t count the miles her feet have walked for me.
In comparison to another, they would never come close to my mother!
The value she has placed on me has no measure;
therefore, what is there in comparison to her?