Mother's Day
... in Austria.
Mutti
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child.
They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean?
In my heart it don't mean a thing.
(Toni Morrison, (Nobel Prize in Literature 1993), in Beloved, 1987)
It sure feels good to still be my mothers child.
Thank you for everything.
Mutti
Grown don't mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child.
They get bigger, older, but grown? What's that suppose to mean?
In my heart it don't mean a thing.
(Toni Morrison, (Nobel Prize in Literature 1993), in Beloved, 1987)
It sure feels good to still be my mothers child.
Thank you for everything.
posted by Lusaut at 09:09
2 Comments:
ja! viele bussis, mutti! hab dich lieb
:-) auch drittes kind ist noch kind und sagt danke! dickes bussi heide
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