Mam
Are those laughter lines
or the chapters of a story
Telling a tale of years gone by
those eyes of hers have seen
life and death and all between
you may ask, who's eyes are these
Well she held you on your day of birth
and you hold her in your heart
she go's by many names you see
but you will call her mam
each and everyone of us
owe her all we have .
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2019
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