Gentle
Soft
Calming
A reminder of gratitude
Thankfulness
Against all odds-
Any odds
All the odds!
A mother’s touch,
There when you need it
But do not realize
That you’re tired,
You’re aching
But she knows.
When you cry,
She cries.
And when you laugh,
She rejoices.
And on the day they hurt you,
Dare they try,
She’ll be right behind you,
To support you
Or perhaps even step in front of you
To soften the blow.
And no matter what,
No matter how far
She’ll always be your mum.
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