To all the wonderful mothers that are part of my life!
A womans face wrinkled by smiles, and sunshine, and laughter
holds the charm of years before, and will hold it well after
A face some would say is weathered and worn
I say it graceful like real beauty reborn
though her springtime has faded she has a heart true and tried
she's overcome selfishness, grief, strife, and pride
Her love is a fountain where all freely drink
She treasures lifes moments, though they pass in a blink
She's faithful and honest, devoted and kind
A better Mother, no one could find
In need of wisdom I look to her eyes
It is she, in the end, will inherit the prize
I Love You!
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