Mama

 

Doesn't at all matter how you spell it,

By divine intervention, she's the heart of the home.

Special, all yours; full of love and spitting wit,

Of no other a carbon or a clone

With her Daddy's traits, strengths, and smarts

her Mama's good looks;  nurturing, and faith in God

Generations of love.... got you through the easy paths, over the rough parts

Onward tending the family brood; prompting a garden from seed and pod.

♥(¯`'•.¸(¯`'•.¸*♥♥*¸.•'´¯)¸. • ' ´¯)♥

Gina Ann Day 1999

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