Barry Jablonski


Mother's Day (revised)


Mother’s day comes but once a year
We celebrate moms that we hold dear
They taught us how to tie our shoes
And always listened to our big news

They sometimes worked dusk to dawn
Then came to our games to cheer us on
Mom was there when we skinned our knees
Or had the misfortune to fall out of trees

Yes our Mothers were always there for us
Remember them walking us to the bus?
And our moms would always hold us tight
Whenever they tucked us in at night

So tell your mothers how much you care
Even when she stole your teddy bear...
Just remember those naps and her lullabies
And a Mother’s Love reflected in her eyes!

Barry Jablonski
©2014 All Rights Reserved

Submitted: Saturday, May 10, 2014

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