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A Mothering Sunday Poem
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It is hard to find the words to say
How much you mean to me,
But if it wasn’t for your love and care
I don’t know where I’d be.
You put up with my eccentricities
And vegetarian habits,
You let me dance and learn the flute
And you looked after my rabbits.
You take me where I need to go
And welcome all my friends,
And though I sometimes make mistakes
Your kindness never ends.
This day is for letting mothers know
How loved they really are,
But there are not enough hours in the day
Not enough by far.
‘Thank you’ doesn’t fit the bill
There’s so much more to say,
But I want you to know that I’m grateful
Each and every day.
A Mothering Sunday Poem -一首为“妈妈的星期天”所作的诗歌 （在公元17世纪，英国出现了一个叫做“妈妈的星期天”的节日。) It is hard to find the words to say 很难用语言来表达 How much you mean to me, 你对我有多重要 But if it wasn’t for your love and care 但是如果不是你的关心和爱护 I don’t know where I’d be. 我不知道我现在会在哪 You put up with my eccentricities 你容忍我的怪癖 And vegetari...
A Mothering Sunday Poem -一首为“妈妈的星期天”所作的诗歌 （在公元17世纪，英国出现了一个叫做“妈妈的星期天”的节日。) It is hard to find the words to say 很难用语言来表达 How much you mean to me, 你对我有多重要 But if i...
