No question about it, Mothers win hands down,
In the battle of the sexes.
They give life, while others stand in awe.
It makes one cry to read or write, “Dear Ma.”
They are little bitsy girls one day,
And before we have a chance to pray
They grow up in a very marvelous way.
Babies having babies, they say.
It is a miracle, an act of God
Before which men are humbled and made proud.
Every birth’s a miracle a mother made
A gift upon the bridal bower laid.
Regardless if it’s little he or she
We’ll love it just the same.
Dressed up in rugged blue, or dainty pink
We’ll teach it how to feel and think.
So, bless all mothers far and wide,
We real men are at your side.
A good read. A popular topic around now. It has a steady flow, although the rythmn and meter tend to falter slightly. It depends whether or not such things bother a poet. They don't really bother me. Just more of an observation. Good old Mums. Hope you do one for fathers day. Regards Steve (I don't mark - I'm not a teacher)
This mother thanks you so very much. Its a wonderful tribute and am sure your wife and daughter are so proud. :) Very well done. Thank you for sharing. Anoth 10++ will be back for more.
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No question about it, Mothers win hands down, In the battle of the sexes. They give life, while others stand in awe. It makes one cry to read or write, “Dear Ma.” JUST SO BEAUTIFUL MAY READ MOTHERS DAY TODAAY THANX