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Ode to Our Momma, on her birthday

Our Momma is special; our Momma is neat
From the top of her head to the soles of her feet.
She made us wash dishes and laundry and floors;
And then made us iron (which I still abhor).

She taught us to cook, and make jelly and sew,
And dig a camp toilet (just thought you should know).
She taught us to laugh and love music and art
And board games and antiques, but that’s just the start.

Most of all, our Momma taught us to see
The humor in all things, which we all agree
Makes life so much sweeter and funny, and glorious.
We’re lucky to think that life should be uproarious!

So thank you, sweet Momma for raising five girls
Who continue to grow as their own lives unfurl.
Thanks to you, we have families & dreams of our own.
And thanks to you, also, there’s no place like home.

Happy birthday, Momma. We love you.
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