Dear Mum,

I don’t know if anyone has ever told you this, but you are wonderful and when I grow up I want to be just like you! When ever I have fallen, you have picked me up and kissed me better. Bandaged scraped knees, and soothed cut fingers.

When I cried in the moonlight you told me tender story’s, sang me off to dreamland time after time. Understanding every problem, answering every call, your heart an open door for ever more.

When I grow up I want to be just like you.




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