every mum

Every mum can stretch, it seems, 
Never bursting at the seams, 
Never lodging a complaint.
Even if she's feeling faint, 
Even if she's running late,
Piles of errands on her plate, 
Never time to hit the couch,  
There is room inside her pouch
Even for a kid who's grown
Big enough to have their own 
Offspring making life intense. 
Every mum, in every sense,
Guarantees a welcome stay
Just a hop and skip away. 


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