Mom’s Day

I’m sure that you’ve read a thousand and one articles on how important mothers are and what an essential role they play in the family and how society as we know it would crumble without them and so on, so I won’t drone on that.

I’m also pretty certain that you’ve read at least a dozen Mother’s Day articles on May 8th alone, so I won’t go on about how it’s important to make your Mom feel special throughout the year or how she loves it when you spend time with her and that sort of thing.

I mean, it’s pretty clear that you SHOULD make her feel good not just on May 8th but throughout the year, right?? It’s obvious that she deserves a break after all she does for your entire family and that she shouldn’t have to work half as hard as she does to get just one day off, so I won’t bore you with a paragraph on that.

And, hey, there’s no doubt that the one day she DOES get, she ought to be pampered and allowed to live like royalty and do whatever she pleases. It’s as plain as day that that day should be solely dedicated to making sure that she gets the holiday she’s been working so hard for, but you already knew that, so I won’t mention it.

For obvious reasons, mothers love it when you take over doing the odd jobs around the house for the day, so she can put up her feet for once and rest a little bit so it makes perfect sense that you grab a broom and a dust pan and just DO IT, but you probably already figured that out so I won’t talk about it.

And who doesn’t know that Moms love presents [especially the cute little heartfelt ones that remind you of her] so this would be the ideal time to shower her with a bunch of them?? Of course, it’s common knowledge that handmade cards are cherished and so you should definitely make a lot of them and slip ‘em her way throughout the day.

All of this is painfully obvious so I won’t spend my time writing an entire article about it.

I just want to wish a very HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY to all the beautiful, beautiful Moms out there. Thanks for always picking us up and tolerating our tantrums and pretending to like the Breakfast-In-Bed that we put together every second Sunday of May.

Have a good one!! [because it’s back to work from tomorrow!!

I’m kidding]


To Mum, With Love…

Who ties my hair painstakilngly

And is as perfect as can be??

My mum

Who’s smile can light up a town

And turn a frown upside-down??

My mum

Who’s elegant, posh, an uptown-girl,

A radiant, untouched gem-of-a pearl??

My mum

Who loves to stew, cook and back,

And calls Algebra a piece of cake??

My mum

Who cares for flora and fauna alike

And belts Carpenter’s into unsuspecting mics??

My mum

Who do I love and respect the most,

A girl at heart who never grows??

My mum



With teeth so fine and sunburnt hair

My mummy’s like a gem, so rare!

So good, so kind, a fine example

Take some of her talent, coz’ she’s got ample!

She’s tall, she’s strong and she’s good at heart

She’s smart, she’s lovely, a lover of art

She’ll brighten your day like a lamp in a room

Her smile, her smile, it’ll make you swoon!!

My mother is perfect, not a flaw in her being,

Her courage is unlike anything you’ve ever seen

She spreads her joy like a Sun, its rays

Just hearing her voice will leave you in an untameable daze

She’s got a massive heart of the purest gold

Around her one can never feel cold

She makes me eat some ghastly green stuff

Though she does know when enough is enough

I’m not being mushy, that’s something I hate

But how can one shut up about someone so great??

I love my mum as she loves me

But I’m sure I love her more, you see?

She’s a selfless, loyal, devoted friend

She’s also one who never pretends

Now, these lines I’m about to convey

I say them repeatedly, day after day

But I want to voice it again and again