I give you my mother,
With flour on her nose,
A lady who twinkles
Wherever she goes;
Whose heart is as warm,
As spicy and sweet,
As the cookies she bakes
On her cookie sheet.
This is my friend
Who is tried and true;
I want you to know her
And love her too!

This is my mother,
So jolly and smart,
A lady who comes
To the top of my heart,
With a smile like a magical
Morning in May;
And may God bless her,
And keep her gay,
Forever and ever,
And world without end,
For this is my mother,
And this is my friend.

(Author Unknown)

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