Mother
Thank you for being my mom, helping me get through the years
Thank you for the memories of the laughter and the tears.
Of you I am the proudest to have loved as I have grown
Although I share you as my mom, you’re still my very own.
It’s you that I see in myself and in my family
Sometimes when I get lonesome, I look at them and see.
My daughters are so lovely. My sons are brave and strong
My Laura Lee takes care of me even when I treat her wrong.
My sisters are adoring, they do their mother just
The eldest and the favorite are no longer here with us.
And thank you for my brother, robbed although he was
I bet he’s proud of having paved the way for all of us.
Thank you for my father, in him there was much good
Thank you for the friends we made in our old neighborhood.
My cousins, aunts and uncles, I thank you for them too
You took so many of them in, as they were part of you.
All those who’ve come and yet to come and bear my mother’s line
They shall inherit as a throne a gift of yours and mine.
The girls and I would have you know that when our mother parts
She’ll be forever on our minds and in our grateful hearts.
Copyright © Mike Martin | Year Posted 2015
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