We know you too

Aunt B

There are wombs and there are mothers
Some are just ovens that get the good baked.

If you are a mother,
The children will never forget.

And that is the way to live, unforgettably
With a childlike spirit
And a sweetness like Bee’s

She claps and dances to light
She is the light.

When you forget
She’ll remember you.

When she calls you,
Her words roll with care

Just like the happy cheers
She loves to share.

Vera