I often contemplate my childhood, Mum.
I am a mother now, and so I know
Hard work is mixed together with the fun;
You learned that when you raised me long ago.
I think of all the things you gave to me:
I think of all the things you gave to me:
Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears,
Your heart, your mind, your energy and soul-
-All these you spent on me throughout the years.
You loved me with a never-failing love
You loved me with a never-failing love
You gave me strength and sweet security,
And then you did the hardest thing of all:
You let me separate and set me free.
Every day, I try my best to be
Every day, I try my best to be
A mother like the mum you were to me.
By Joanna Fuchs
Portrait - Mother and Son by Roy C. Gamble
Happy Mother's Day to all you mummies out there.
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