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Found this one in some folders I have around probably a rough draft of a poem I gave MOM one year I never date my stuff most of the time so I really dont know how old this one is but this was her Mothers day poem for that year
I woke up on Sunday
morning and hear the
birds sing
Its May again and the
season of Spring
but on this beautiful morning
its not just another Spring
day
Its that once a year
day called Mothers Day
with so many flowers out
so to speak
This day will not b complete
until
each and every flower say
Hello Mom
Happy Mothers Day
