The little tasks to the
biggest worries of the

From the messy chores
to the taxi run and sleepless

A million meals cooked
and cuddles of reasurrance
to comfort my heart.

A ton of thankless acts and
forgotten gratitude from
my clumsy mind.

A lack of appreciation to
be turned around in the
words of ‘Mum I love you’.

Take this poem from my heart
to your heart and accept my
apology for the times taken

You are my mum, my best friend,
my guidance and the best any son
could ask for.


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