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I quickly made this using felt pens, coloured pencil and black ink with a brush. It's a birthday card for my mother, will go in the post today and I hope it arrives on time for tomorrow! I also wrote a short poem, rather sickly sentimental but me and mother frequently have our differences but I do love her a lot so hopefully this will reassure her of that and perhaps net me some brownie points!

Loving mother earth and me; her rising son,
Our time here shared and linked as one.
With every new turn a year must then go,
For no one and nothing would this dance slow.

Each year, a year I learn, develop and grow,
But my blossoming, mother earth should know,
Would ultimately fail to contain any success
If with her care and love I was not blessed.

There is joy in summer, but we've winter too,
But through cold I'll always need and love you.
It is a privilidge with you to turn and wind,
Truly no better mother elsewhere could I find.

Description
I quickly made this using felt pens, coloured pencil and black ink with a brush. It's a birthday card for my mother, will go in the post today and I hope it arrives on time for tomorrow! I also wrote a short poem, rather sickly sentimental but me and mother frequently have our differences but I do love her a lot so hopefully this will reassure her of that and perhaps net me some brownie points!

Loving mother earth and me; her rising son,
Our time here shared and linked as one.
With every new turn a year must then go,
For no one and nothing would this dance slow.

Each year, a year I learn, develop and grow,
But my blossoming, mother earth should know,
Would ultimately fail to contain any success
If with her care and love I was not blessed.

There is joy in summer, but we've winter too,
But through cold I'll always need and love you.
It is a privilidge with you to turn and wind,
Truly no better mother elsewhere could I find.