I realized this evening when I got home from working the plants, that today was my dear, sweet, loving (step) Mother's Birthday.
And I forgot to call.
I am certain that there is indeed, a special kind of hell for a son that does not remember to call his Mama on her Birthday.
I do, however understand, no mere words can undo my mistake. But, me being me, is going to try....
Mom,
I love you.
Happy Birthday.
This Mother's Love
This Mother's Love
was as strong as our first
This Mother's Love
showed more when we were
at our worst
This Mother's Love
is as sure and as bright as the Sun
This Mother's Love
nurtured us as few could have
done
This Mother's Love
it flows from her heart
This Mother's Love
we all miss when we are apart
This Mother's Love
has held onto us all tight
This Mother's Love
was there in our darkest of nights
This Mother's Love
is not
'STEP'
it is not indeed
This Mother's Love
is the love of our MOTHER
that's all it could be.
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