Mother - Poem by Michael Peterson
From the start of our lives, your love and care is there.
Thru the years your love and joy brings happiness to us.
Raising us to become fine adults and proud parents.
You bring so much joy and love thru our souls,
No one brings so much as you, Mother.
You are there thru hardship, happiness and Sadness.
I can always count on my Mother's Love.
You are my heart and soul and will always be my lady.
I shareous every moment with you from dances to disagreements
You are the loveliest Mother
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