Mother

A little boy and his mother were crossing a river.

Mother, “Please, hold my hand.”

Son, “No Mom, you hold my hand.”

Mother, “Whats the difference ?”

Son, “If I hold your hand and some thing happens, chances are that I may let your hand go but if you hold my hand, I know for sure, you will never let my hand go

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2 thoughts on “Mother

  1. So true! And yet, the true love between a
    mother and her children is a bond that is not easily broken.
    They will both make it together across any river or trial they may face.

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