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My Mother


My mother has the mind of a genius,
The heart of the mighty lion,
Soul of oldest tree.
My mother has the song of the freest bird,
Touch of the softest flower,
Yet she always has time for me.

My mother has the words of the greatest poet,
Power to produce miracles,
Smile of the brightest star.
Seeing life through heavens eye,
I suppose,
She's one in a million by far.

My mother has wings of god's favorite angel,
She loves deeply and always,
Kind, strong, but yet gentle as the spring rose.
Trying to be a perfection of her,
Being all the she is,
Loving me, loving her, my reasons are those.

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