Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Our Mother's Day Poem


Ima Yekara Mother dear
I feel so good when you are near
In the morning when I wake up
You wash my hands with a cup
And every day you take care
To wash my face and brush my hair
You make sure that to school I go
So that lots of Torah I will know
You teach me what is wrong and right
That with my friends I must not fight
You tell me to say brochas and to bench
And how important it is to be a mensh.
So mommy dear I want you to know
That I really love you so
I appreciate all that you do
And I am who I am because of you

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