She is the keeper of things great and small
giggles and hugs, she keeps them all.
The good times and tough times cannot hide
for deep in her heart is where they reside.
The kisses you placed all over her cheeks
and the ones blown from your hand, she was sure to keep.
She grabbed them for later and hid them away
to warm her heart, on every rainy day.
Her memories are tucked safe in their place
and bring her immense joy, upon seeing the face;
Of the one she gave life and unconditional love
that is her blessing, sent from above.
Yes, she is the keeper, an angel with wings
for your mother has a pocket, for everything.
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