Silly Poem ~SUPER MOM~

I would like to have her powers

Hours and hours and hours

Doing whatever she likes

She bikes she hikes never goes on strikes

She’s moving and doing and always pursuing

Teaching and buying and cleaning and sewing

And I believe my mom is all knowing

Mopping and chopping and shopping

She seems to never be stopping.

Now, that I think of it

I don’t want her powers

I think I’ll just buy her some pretty red flowers

Her children rise up and call her blessed

Her husband also, and he praises her.

Proverbs 31:28

Written By Bridget Sherman

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