A Mother Is . . . by David

A mother is one who spanks our bum

when we yell and hit and fight;

But she's always there to calm our fears

when things go bump in the night.

A mother is one who screams real loud

when we're running late for the bus;

But scrape a knee, or stub a toe?

It's mother who comforts us!

A mother rules like a mighty queen,

with a stern and fearsome glance;

But her tearful eye and gentle nod

gives us a second chance.

A mother is one who cooks and cleans

and slaves away the day;

But a hug and kiss and "I love you"

is all she asks for pay.

A mother aches as her babies grow

and set out on their own;

(they'll always be her little ones,

even when they're grown).

A mother has answers to everything,

she'll fix any toy that breaks;

A mother is courage, and softness and joy,

and everything else it takes.

We're never far from our mother's heart;

(she has pictures in her purse).

The one complaint I really have?

She won't still let me nurse!!!