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一首令人感动的诗，以前在英语沙龙杂志里面看到的。最近从网上找到了部分内容，放到这里希望更多的人能看到，从这首诗里面去体会伟大的母爱。

You never see the tears that she is about to cry

instead she turns her head to hide them .

You never see the times she stills away to her secret closet to pray

instead she invites you in to just talk.

You never see how her shoulders are sagging from heavy burdens

instead she give you those shoulders to cry on.

You never see the aches in her heart when her children rebel

instead she gives them more patience and love .

You never see the hand she pulls back when she is rejected

instead she continues to lend a helping hand .

You never see the aches in her hands from grasping and holding on when she feels like giving up .

instead she folds those same hands and prays even more .

You never see the aches in her knees from praying for others

instead she spends even more time on her knees .

You never see the fears she has of being a disappointment

instead she prays for more power and a sound mind .

You never see any of things and she does not want you to

After all, she is only a mother.