in Texas
December 9th, 2001
But Mother! is all they hear all day.
The inceasent (did i spell that right?) whining.
It never ends, working all day.
For the sake of others they give up their time
for themselves they seem to do nothing at all.
"yes, dear." we hear all day.
we rarely stop to think of them.
How could we not feel bad at least for a second.
They give so much and we give so little.
This is why we love them so much.
Now, that is the beauty of motherhood.
They give and give with no thought at all.
Unconditional love radiated off them like light.
Can you imagine the world without moms?
it would mean no bedtime stories,
no notes in your lunch,
no cookies when you've just walked home in snow,
no warm hugs and butterfly kisses,
none of that motherly love.
JUst remember to love your mom, she does too much for you not to show it.
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