It's not just giving her flowers

On one day of the year,

It's the daily things you tell her

To show how much you care.

 

So many children never know

The kindness of a mother,

So remember to tell her every day.

Treat her with respect,

Or one day in the future

You may live to regret.

 

She's the one who's always there

To wipe away your tears.

Sacrifices she made for you,

Helped banish all your fears.

 

So when she's sad and lonely,

Put a smile upon her face

By showing her you're always there

Gladys Bree, Seymour Road, Chalfont St Giles

Not one, but each day, of the year.