#MothersDayPoem
Our mother is so special,
She works with all her might,
No thought of reward or return,
Just making our future bright.

She is our superwoman,
The one who shaped our way,
She’s our creator, guiding us,
Through every night and day.

But as the years go passing,
A fear enters our mind,
For someday she’ll grow older,
Her steps may slow and wind.

So when she speaks in ways,
That might seem strange or new,
Remember she’s still learning,
Just like a child would do.

She forgets and forgives,
So easily, so free,
Let’s love and respect her,
As she always loved we.

For once she’s gone, we’ll never find,
A mother’s heart, so true,
A treasure we must cherish,
Before we bid adieu.
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