There should ne’er be a timeWhen a duty or dimeDoth outshineThe importance of family.

I cast my eyes out to the seaand gaze at all eternityuntil forever turns to night.My eyes then lift to catch starlight.

Raindrops fall from clouds of gray.The fragile flowers grow.Teardrops seem all I can say.They speak of endless woe.Your fingers wipe my grief away.A seed of love you sow.A hardened heart reverts to clay.You mold my love just so.

I boldly groaned at Mother onceand frowned to cause her pain.With gentleness she countered me,'I love you just the same.'

If you hug, if you kiss, if you love,If you sing, if you coo like a dove,If you still hope for things you dream of,Thank your mother, my dear, thank your mother.If you skip, if you hop, if you run,If you glow, if you shine like the sun,If you know healthy ways to have fun,Thank your mother, my dear, thank your mother.If you help, if you serve, if you pray,If you smile, if you live what you say,If you show by example the way,Thank your mother, my dear, thank your mother.

I love you, Mom.___I love you more.I love you to the moon!___I love you to my core.

The wind is made of haunting souls that moan and groan in whistles and whispers. This ghostly choir chills the breeze and orchestrates a rise of goose bumps on my skin.

The boldest thing I ever did was turn to face my fear.The boldest move I ever made was mimicking its sneer.The boldest word I ever breathed while standing toe to toe,Was formed by trembling lips that dared to snarl 'I said no!'

The boldest thing I ever learnedwas how to stand up talland know that I was just as grandas anyone at all.