We honor our Mothers
one day out of the year.
The Mother, who, when we were hurting
dried each and every tear.
She gave us life with
much suffering and pain,
she kissed our hurts and
lifted us again and again.
She fed, sheltered and clothed us
the best way she knew how,
she taught us and nursed us
and soothed our fevered brow.
As we entered adolescence,
and started to date,
she worried and prayed for us
each time we stayed out late.
So, we buy her candy and flowers,
and maybe, even a card.
Not much! But you know something?
To her it is ample reward.
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