A Mother's Love
A mothers work is never done.
Her day begins at rise of sun.
There is no time for her to play.
Till dark of night is on its way.

Her day begins at rise of sun.
And does not stop till all is done.
She works for love of family.
A mothers love so pure and free.

There is no time for her to play.
She does not waste her time away.
She's dedicated as can be.
And cherished by her family.

Till dark of night is on its way.
There is no  time for her to play.
Her day begins at rise of sun.
A mothers work is never done.


Floria Kelderhouse © 2002
Happiness is not having what you want, but wanting what you have. 
Rabbi Hyman Judah Schachtel
Families who turn off the television during meals tend to eat healthier. This was regardless of family income or education.
Buy at Art.com
September Song
Buy From Art.com