wonder fills this aging heart.
amazed at the lives this mother has brought.
desires and passions, these children she’s fashioned.
Hands that coddle, on occasion paddle, as we in life toddle.
Wonders renewed in each path we choose.
Watching us grow, knowing we’ll go.
Her heart beats in us continually.
For our mother theres’ no place we won’t go.
She’s already before us there been.
With all Our, love, our mother, our friend.
Happy Mothers’ Days, again and again.