Mother’s Day

Isis Town and Country - - Opinion - By LORETTA TARDA

FOR a lot of us now,

This day is just a fond mem­ory, But we do re­mem­ber how, Some things used to be. The warm toast and tea in bed,

Those lov­ing words that were said.

A bunch of spe­cial flow­ers to give,

Big hugs and the love that will al­ways live.

Moth­ers are God’s won­der­ful cre­ations

Bear­ing the pain through the gen­er­a­tions.

They nur­ture and en­cour­age over the years,

Of­ten wip­ing noses and brush­ing away tears.

Moth­ers should rule, when it comes to war,

As it would end and there would be no more.

We miss the lov­ing ten­der touch,

Which did mean so very much.

As time moves on and they pass away,

We now have younger faces to brighten our day.

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