Members irishman Posted May 13, 2012 Members Share Posted May 13, 2012 Mother She prepares a feast From flour and yeast, And this, and that, and the other; She loves to love; She lives to give, There is no one quite like my mother. When tears abound, And fear’s surround, And trouble from sister or brother; She is always there To clear the air, She stands in the place called “mother”. She makes peace Among the least, And reconciles one with another; None can replace Her wonderful grace, No, there is no one like my mother. HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY, MOM’S (None of us would be here without mothers!) John81 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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