There’s a woman in the mirror
With a sparkle in her eyes
I see her every now and then
Behind her clever guise
She’s old yet young it seems to me
And she’s infinitely wise
I wonder why she watches me
And why she’s in disguise
Her eyes are blue, mine are too
Hair same shade as mine
In fact she looks a lot like me
I think from time to time
It’s you Mom, I know it’s you
It’s your eyes I see
And even from your place in the stars
You’re still watching over me
Annabel Sheila
All Mothers, here and there, do the same.
Apart from giving lives to each of us,
their watchfulness...does preserve
and protect it...for us.
Happy Mother's Day.
Ron
Loving still her eyes sparkle her smile continues to bless you.
Beautifully penned.
Lady Mary Ann
Ingeborg
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