Saturday, May 11, 2013
Happy Mothers Day
There is no one, Mother, who
Loves me in the way you do.
Who helped me when I was a child
Makes the strongest hurts turn mild.
Whose task it was to toil and strive
To give this child a happy life.
And now as we are getting old
This love must not pass by untold.
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