Sunday, 26 March 2017

Mothering day

A mothers job is never done
The joy of seeing their child flourish shall have challenges yet enter into fun. 

The day belongs to the mothers 
Those who have devoted the best energies to making it work
When the chaos begins and the time goes slightly berserk.

Their love is unrivalled and never detached
The job of being mum can be unpredictable 
And marginally unsight
Yet the love for their child comes with balance and almight.

I can only empathise to a point from the words which I have wrote
As learning to do right from wrong has no clues
Yet the prospect of mothering Sundays 
Is a message from a mothers child... yes, from me to you...  

Happy Mother's Day 
26.03.2017
22:35 hours

Xxxx

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