Dear Mother...

I often go walking in meadows of clovers, and I gather armfuls of blossoms of blue.
I gather the blossoms, the whole meadow over.
Dear mother, all blossoms remind me of you.

Happy Birthday (16th)..I am so happy that you were born onto this earth because I chose you to be my mother! How grateful I am to have a mother that loves me as much as you do, who never ceases to amaze me, and whom I love more than words can even articulate! Happy Birthday from us, the Calkins who cannot wait for the day that we see you again!