CHERE MAMAN

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CHERE MAMAN

               Dedicated to Val

Although mum was . . .

NOT an angel,

NOT like Gabriel,

She did

all she could

for us.

She was good,

No fuss.

She often raised

Her tired voice

But that was

Our choice.

(We needed it.)

She gave us the strap

Not just a tap.

(We needed that slap.)

But she also praised

When we earned high grades.

Good guidance she gave.

She set a fine example.

She was a good role model.

Although she was frugal

Our food and clothes

Were always ample.

She used every sample

And there was no waste.

She did have good taste.

She nurtured,

protected,

toiled for

our family

like a worker bee.

She made sure

We had fun,

Taught us to swim

In hot, Aussie sun

To make castles

In the sand

Followed by a run

Along the beach

Or the nearby land

Where we would,

When e'er we could,

Watch the whales breach.

We learned from her

To surf, dive, dance

Golf for par,

To ride a bike,

To drive a car,

To play tennis.

('Twas there I met Dennis).

She was so unselfish

To us three,

Doug, Lynne and me.

Her clothes were not lavish.

The few jewels she owned

She truly did cherish.