To Our Mother
Whenever we were sick you were always there.
And you have always tried to teach us how to share.
Good or bad you always treated us fair.
But we hardly ever showed you that we care.
Even when your sick we hardly came to see you.
And we knew how sad that would make you to.
You took us too church and Sunday school.
And tried to teach us the golden rule.
We will always love our mother for all she has done for us.
Even though the three of us still always fuss.
And we hope someday we can be there for you.
So mom don't hesitate to pick up the phone and don't feel blue.
Now as we go there's just one last thing mom we want to say to you.
We Love You.
And you have always tried to teach us how to share.
Good or bad you always treated us fair.
But we hardly ever showed you that we care.
Even when your sick we hardly came to see you.
And we knew how sad that would make you to.
You took us too church and Sunday school.
And tried to teach us the golden rule.
We will always love our mother for all she has done for us.
Even though the three of us still always fuss.
And we hope someday we can be there for you.
So mom don't hesitate to pick up the phone and don't feel blue.
Now as we go there's just one last thing mom we want to say to you.
We Love You.
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