If you know my mother,
And maybe you do,
Because maybe your mother
Is like my mother too.
Then you know a mother
As strong as a trap,
As soft as a pillow,
As warm as a lap.
You know a mother
And mothers your friends,
She is open to life and all of its people,
She can talk to the men
The boys about sports
The girls about love
And issues of all sorts.
The hairdresser loves her, the café owner too;
The bridge group demands her,
Her grandchildren know she’s the best.
She’s exceedingly self effacing,
Denying her brainier cogitation,
She’s particular about cleaning yet
She loves impressionist art
Decorating is her hobby,
She likes to keep her home fresh.
She loves to go places,
To be with her family is the best.
She honors the past
But mostly embraces the present
She’s an undeclared artist,
A shy watercolor painter,
Her children love her art, from her talented heart.
She’s loyal, she’s kind and fierce when need be,
She’s forgiving; she’s friendly and cheers others constantly.
Most of all she’s my dear mother, my telephone end, my model, my acceptance, my goodness, my friend.
Mother, dear mother,
Thank you, for you.
Happy Mothers Day Mom,
I hope there’s more out there like you! xx