Mother's Day

by Cyndi   May 7, 2005


All the cuts and bruises:
from playing baseball or just falling...
No one can clean up the cuts better than you can ...

Getting us to a competition or to a game on time:
Making sure nothing is forgotten...
No one can get use there on time better than you can ...

Taking us to a friends house and picking us up real later :
Or having friends stay over late and you taking them home...
No parent would ever let us do that...

There is no mother in the world that does things better than you or lets us do things like you do...
Thanks Mommy!

Happy Mothers Day!

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