A turtle’s shell
is tough they say.
It covers him from harm.
Our love seems soft
Compared to him,
So tender, light, and warm.
Yet, like him.
Tough it is I say.
It grows anew each day,
To cover us,
To cloak our lives,
So bright, so warm, so gay.
So many years, so many lives
We have lived.
Each Mothers Day
Reminds me
Of just how wonderful you are.
With all my love
Happy Mothers Day,
Moi
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