READERS’ POETRY: From the Bury Free Press of Friday, March 4
This week’s poem, called Mother’s Day, is by Colin Clements.
It’s Spring time and the sun is warming up the soil
The flowers are growing all the while
Will they be ready for Mother’s Day? who can say
Our sons and daughters will get them from the florist shops
To give them to their mothers on the special day, they haven’t forgot
To thank her for all she has done
After all you only have one mum.
We gave them to our mothers years ago
We picked the flowers from the woods and hedgerows
There were violets, primrose bluebells and wild roses
We bunched them up to look like posies
It gave the house a wonderful smell.
You can’t pick wild flowers now, it’s against the law
And now my children are here to give flowers, the ones she adores,
They all visit us at the weekend
To see their Mother who they depend.
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