Poem: A debt to mother

 We have a massive debt,
it's one we can't repay
It's a debt that we will carry to our dying day. For clothing us when naked
and warming us when cold
For giving us protection
within a loving hold For teaching us the difference between what's right and wrong
For soothing out our infant worries
with a softly spoken song For guiding us through childhood
and opening up our eyes For leading us to adulthood with words so often wise For teaching us with honesty that we were so unique
For laughing at our silly jokes and listening when we speak A debt so large and special
the like there is no other
This debt and so much very more
 

we owe it to our MOTHER!
 

By:
Beryl Young mayor