The Mother She Could Never Be
Cookies, cakes, and candies made
Jars of jams and jellies too
Clothes mended and made
Through the years you've watched me grow
Now we share phone calls, an occasional visit
And photos from one another
As my children grow I truly see all that
You've done for me
I love you so for being the mother she could
Never be
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