MOTHER

ISN'T IT BEAUTIFUL HOW EVERY MORNING SHE LOOKS BRIGHTER THAN THE SUN AS SHE COMES TO WAKE ME UP HOW CAN I NOT ADMIRE THOSE HANDS WHICH MADE ME PANCAKES TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ALL OVER AGAIN HOW CAN I FORGET THAT WARM HUG JUST WHEN ALL SEEMS SO HARD AND YET I SMILE...