Mothers and daughters

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Mothers and daughters

Were daughters and mothers

Not so long ago.

We give and take

And take and give

Along time's endless row. 

Love is passed

And love received

To be passed on again:

A precious heirloom

Twice, twice blessed,

A spiritual cardigan. 

I'll put it on

And treasure it,

The me I have received,

And when the roles

Reverse again,

I'll have what I most need. 

So may our love

Go on and on,

A hundred thousand years;

Mothers and daughters,

Daughters and mothers,

Through joys and other tears.

(poemsforfree.com)