| Mothers Mothers are; A most peculiar breed They give and give Yet, seldom receive They take care of others But, never themselves They're always too busy With others affairs They ask for help From up above Their prayers are answered With lots of love They are always there Whenever we need To wipe a nose Or to mend a sleeve But, for my mom I hope to send Lots of love And to be her friend Patrick Wayne Hollier Copyright 2000 Patrick Hollier |
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