This is the medal for mums.
For conspicuous bravery
in the face of children.
For selfless service
to every nation.
For unnumbered lifetimes
of sacrifice.
But most of all,
for love.
For ever.

Photo from Pexels by Daria Obymaha
This is the medal for mums.
For conspicuous bravery
in the face of children.
For selfless service
to every nation.
For unnumbered lifetimes
of sacrifice.
But most of all,
for love.
For ever.

Photo from Pexels by Daria Obymaha
Why do mothers have one date
on which we choose to celebrate
the love we feel for all they share;
for all their work; how much they care?
Throughout the year – on other days –
must we store our pride and praise?
Should we save our hugs and thanks
in special Honour Mother banks?
Are we meant to leave love locked
inside a vault, our feelings blocked,
until that Thanks Mum! payday nears,
rewarding Mother’s sweat and tears?
Mothers toil, protect, and nourish,
every day, to help us flourish.
Spoil your mum on Mother’s Day …
and All Year Round, in every way.