Sketch by Jack Chalker

Mothers

by

Win Rainer

When we are young, mothers go unsung

Their wisdom, love, and protection, not fun,

We knew it all, what a shame

But then life was just a game,

As years pass, and parents we become

Only then do we understand our loving mum.

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