Rici wrote this in my Mothers Day card:
How do you find the energy,
To do all the things you did,
To be the teacher, nurse, and counselor
in the year I was your kid
How did you do it all,
Be a chauffeur, cook, and friend,
Yet find time to be a playmate,
I just can't comprehend.
I see now it was love and greatness,
That made you help whenever I'd call,
Your inexhaustible greatness
And I thank you for it all.
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