I have started a new trend when it comes to gifts for my parents; be it mothers day, birthday or christmas. My new goal is to make them cry with either the perfect card, picture, etc. It may sound cruel but I get joy from touching them so deeply. Dad is a little hard but mom is almost a sure fire. I know it will catch up with me some day when I have sentimentally wicked kids of my own because I cry at everything just like my mom. The point is I think that this year I have gold prize tear jerker gift for my dear ol’ mama. Complete with poetry and visiual affects I think its kicks brunch and a card out of the water any day. Click on the pic and let me know what you think.
The poem reads as follows:
From a mother to a daughter
While you are young and I am old
I will take care of you
Feed, bath, and love you
My touch will tell you
All the joy tomorrow brings
Together
Then will come the golden days
A seamless summer haze
We will laugh, dance, paint and cry
Our words will tell
Our joy inside
From a daughter to a mother
And when I am old and you are young
I will take care of you
Feed, bath, and love you
My touch will tell
The dreams that we had begun.
So go and love on your mothers this weekend!
Jess Boctor 
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