Mothers
Mothers are a smile
and a hug when you get down.
They pick you up every time.
You'll never get a frown.
Love is what you get
and they have so much to share.
Even when your bad
all they really do is care.
They may punish you or yell
because they want you to be good.
You hate to disappoint them.
You would change it if you could.
Mothers are a warm fire
on a cold and rainy day.
They,re everything that you need
that you can't possibly repay.
So love them while you have them.
You wont always have them here.
I no longer have mine
but I know that she's still near.
It's a wonderful feeling
that we all feel for our mother.
And it's impossible to get that love
and caring from another.
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