Friday 16 December 2016

Recipes for loving

She gave me her recipes for loving 
Showed me how to make it on my own
Always feed your parts my darling 
Always keep on going on...

Dear mum you fed and clothed us all
Made everything with your own dear hands
Cooked and cleaned and did everything 
Ah my mother; you should have had an easier life

Knitted jumpers, cardigans; crocheted skirts and all
No matter what we needed; you provided
Worked your fingers to the bone
For your family you did it all...

She is my mother; she is my all
Though we didn't always see eye to eye

Now it is my turn to wipe my eyes and cry
My mother is slowly leaving this world



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