In most things I am free <br />to make my choice <br />but still she tries to guide me <br />with her look, with her voice <br /> <br />and I wonder why mothers <br />keep on bothering? <br />And to think of it, it isn’t surprising, <br />but till eternity they do the mothering thing?<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/about-mothers/
