Happy mothers day.
From the craddle, my ladder of a crib.
Now my dinner plate from the baby bib.
Between there and now,
the time was blessed.
Growing beside you,
I must have been quite a test.
From the toddler knees to teenage legs and adult thigh fat.
I´ve walked each day, because you made me.
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