Moms (and Their Magic Powers)

Oh, mothers dear, so wise, so grand,
With ninja reflex and healing hand,
They find lost socks in seconds flat,
And somehow know where we left our hat!

They wake us up with gentle cheer,
Yet hear us whisper from rooms unclear,
They make a feast with scraps so small,
And turn our tantrums into calls.

They fix the mess, they mend the seams,
They turn bad days to hopeful dreams,
And though we try, we just can't see—
How do they do it effortlessly?

So on this day, we give a toast,
To moms, the ones we love the most,
For all they do and all they've done—
They're superheroes, every one!