mama

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Gentile and kind her caring eyes speak,

Loving each person she happens to meet.

She's faster to listen and slower to talk,

If you're feeling down go with her on a walk.

She's the motor that pushes our family of seven,

Although most of the time there are more like eleven.

The neighbourhood families come to her with their trouble,

She'll quietly listen and make meal portions double.

She never takes rests till the work has been done,

No question about it, she's a hard working mum.

To teach old dogs new tricks, isn't easy they say,

Well she proved that wrong, one wintry day.

At age 43, which isn't that old,

She learned how to ski, now isn't that bold.

If there was one thing about her I aspire to be,

I'd wish my mother's eyes get passed on to me.