Mother’s Day surprises never fail to tug my heartstrings
The frenzy of industry that coincides with Mother’s Day each year never fails to delight and this year proved no different as my husband pressed cold cash into small hands for the primary school Mother’s Day stall and my 13-year-old nominated me for a musical speaking role in the high school Mother’s Day mass.
By Thursday I had a huge surprise in store as my nine-year-old launched her singer/songwriting career in front of a couple of hundred sets of eyes, some wet like my own, at an outdoor school assembly.
Mother’s Day seems to inspire the greatest conspiracies in our house and once again this proved the case as Miss Nine worked in secret penning an original tribute while cracking the whip and extracting a chord chart from dad which she then thrust eagerly into the hands of a harried teacher who was recruited to play accompaniment. (Thanks Mrs Keatinge).
If you’ll indulge this proud mother dear reader, I thought I’d share the composition with you today.
Happy Mother’s Day to all mums and carers, and dad and teacher conspirators everywhere: Verse 1: Eyes like diamonds, hair like sandstone — oooooh, oooooh
Lips as red as roses, lashes black as coal stones — oooooh, oooooh Chorus: Roses are red and violets are blue and mother dear I love you (repeat)
Sunflowers are gold and daisies are two (sic) but mother I can’t live my life without you Verse 2: You go to work every day and come home most nights* — oooooh, oooooh
You put on lots of makeup that you don’t need to look beautiful — oooooh, oooooh Chorus Verse 3: You’re always talking on the phone, please leave it alone — oooooh, oooooh
I love you so much mother can I please have a new phone — oooooh, oooooh
Bridge: Mothers they cook for us, Mothers they clean for us
Mothers they sing to us, Mothers are our everything. Chorus repeat x 2
* Mother should point out she does come home every night, but sometime after daughter’s bedtime