Written by a Mom

Mothers are revered in this
specific month of May;
Everyone, old and young,
thinks of Mothers' Day.
To watch a child grow, praise
and cheer them towards their goal;
Loaned a life, so precious,
is the greatest gift by whole.
Mothers are chosen wisely,
no matter what we think;
Blessed is what they feel each day -
it's a matter of instinct.
Mothers don't have to be taught to love,
to nurture or forgive;
It's born in them - they accept their role
of how they are going to live.
It's a loving gesture to honour moms,
every year in May,
But ask, and you will find that moms
feel special 'every' day.

Joan Adams Burchell

(copyright)

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