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A special Mother's Day.
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My personal thoughts First a surprise, then there's another.
Because I'm so special, well I am their mother.
Burnt toast for breakfast, with beans that are cold.
The kitchen's been cleaned, or so I am told.
Presents galore, scent's oh so hideous.
So many sweets, I'm sure to be bilious.
Panties don't fit, bras are too tight.
Colourful tights, I do look a fright.
They gather around me, my sweet loving clan.
Everything's special and going to plan.
I know they all love me, these children of mine.
And I'm proud and I'm blessed with each of the nine.
Then comes the end of this Mother's Day.
What a sight of relief, when they've all gone away.
I look all around me, the things they have left.
Are treasures and riches I'll never forget.
The joy's of a mother you cannot describe.
And none come more better and bigger than mine.
Ella
