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Mothers

Of all the wonderful things God did create, By far the best Is your father's mate A mother gives Unquestioning love And raises her children With a tender glove When all others have Their work done She is still at work With daughter and son She asks for nothing In return, Except perhaps for her children To somehow learn What makes good Better than bad And therefore a life Happy, not sad No easy chore, As we all know But every mother An extra mile will go. Happy Mother's Day to all the wonderful Soup mothers, and, in fact, all mothers everywhere. You are the foundation stone of civilization.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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