I would dash through the door
and hold my prize out to you:
a bouquet of flowers
still wet with the dew.
Dandelions, wild daisies,
whatever wild grew.
They were given with love.
I think they were beautiful to you.
Here's a basket of flowers of
different kind, different hue.
And they are given with the love
that I always have for you.
Happy Mother's Day!
