Mothers...
They are so very special,
Gentle sweet and true,
They are such rare treasures,
Gifts to me and you.
Mothers...
They make sure others know
How special you are too
They'll hug you tight any place
And lay a big kiss on you.
Mothers...
They don't fret about your image
Nor reputation fair
They'll let everyone know …
"That's my kid over there! "
Mothers...
They'll squeeze your cheeks gently
Or pull you by the ear,
They'll get your full attention
And make sure you adhere.
Mothers...
What would we do without them?
I surely wish not to know
So, I'll cherish my time with her
"Mother, I love you so."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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