Mother's Day is Coming

Sure! I love the dear silver
That shines in your hair

And the brow that's all furrowed
And wrinkled with care.

I kiss the dear fingers
So toil worn for me

Oh! God bless you
And keep you; Mother Macree.

Mama Firefly On Simple Pleasures...

Oh, I get it... I guess you think
you're too good for the simple
pleasures of Halloween.