My Mother
They say the most of mothers
Are something pretty fine,
But nobody else's mother
Can be so dear as mine.
She never fails or falters
When things go hard or wrong;
No matter what my troubles,
She'll help me right along.
Her thought for me is endless —
A million times a day
She gives me love and comfort,
For which I cannot pay.
I can't begin to tell her
My love in just a line,
But no one else's mother
Is quite so dear as mine.
Are something pretty fine,
But nobody else's mother
Can be so dear as mine.
She never fails or falters
When things go hard or wrong;
No matter what my troubles,
She'll help me right along.
Her thought for me is endless —
A million times a day
She gives me love and comfort,
For which I cannot pay.
I can't begin to tell her
My love in just a line,
But no one else's mother
Is quite so dear as mine.
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