I think this is a mothers day…
When you’re screeching at your kids, ‘cos they’re all running mad,
then you see them fast asleep, and you feel really bad.
when you rush out in the morning, late on the school run.
and you bump into that gorgeous slinky, shiny, yummy mum,
you’ve got to do the washing, cleaning, cooking for them all,
you’re a teacher, nurse, a playmate, at their beck and call,
It gets really hard, but you know its what mums do,
we hold it all together, ‘cos we’re the family glue.