Pop Out Mother's Day Cards

Hundreds of stars inside the quiet sky,
Hundreds of shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that pass making a song via,
Hundreds of lambs inside the sunny weather.

Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees inside the red clover,
Hundreds of butterflies in the garden,
But best one mother the huge global over.

When God idea of mom,
He ought to have laughed with pride,
and framed it speedy
so rich, so deep, so divine,
so complete with soul, electricity, and splendor,
changed the concept.

Mothers are the gardeners
Of wind-blown wildflowers.
They water them with satisfied tears,
Happy with them a few years,
Even because of the hours
Ring with candy, unhappy melodies
Sighing via their bowers.

Your mother is usually with you

She's the whisper of the leaves as you stroll down the street;
She's the odor of bleach in your freshly laundered socks;
She's the cool hand in your brow while you're no longer well.
Your mom lives inner your laughter.
She's crystallized in each teardrop.
She's the location you came from, your first home;
She's the map you follow with each step which you take.
She's your first love and your first heartbreak.

For all of the times, you rightly picked me up,
When I fell down,
For all the instances you tied my shoes
And tucked me into bed,
Or needed something
But put me first alternatively.
For the whole lot, we shared,
The goals, the laughter,
And the tears,
I love you with a "Special Love"
That deepens each year.

Best pals forever mother and me
Picking flora and climbing trees.
A shoulder to cry on secrets to share
Warm hearts and palms that sincerely care.

  Pop Out Mother's Day Cards

 
Pop Out Mother's Day Cards


  Pop Out Mother's Day Cards

  Pop Out Mother's Day Cards

 
Pop Out Mother's Day Cards

 
Pop Out Mother's Day Cards