Karen

My MOM was the best ever created, and now I can only pray to be remotely equivalent to her.
She gave her children this poem:
TO MY CHILDREN
When I spill some food on my nice clean dress,
or maybe forget to tie my shoe;
Please be patient and perhaps reminisce
About the many hours I spent with you.
When I taught you how to eat with care,
Plus tying laces and your numbers, too.
Dressing yourself and combing your hair,
Those were precious hours spent with you.
So when I forget what I was about to say,
Just give me a minute-or maybe two.
It probably wasn't important anyway.
And I would much rather listen just to you.
If I tell the story one more time,
And you know the ending through and through,
Please remember your first nursery rhyme,
When I rehearsed it a hundred times with you.
When my legs are tired and its hard to stand
Or walk the steady pace that I would like to do,
Please take me carefully by my hand,
and guide me now as I so often did for you.
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