Mother

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By jeanimoo

My Mother, My Mother how dear to me, with a love I freely give to thee. The warmth of your smile, the soft touch of your hand. Words of wisdom only a Mother can. You have always been here for me although I did not always see. The hours we use to sing are my favorite times with thee, although you did not always see. Thank you, for all you do You made it look so easy living under the shadow allowing me to be me. The youngest of the five... All grown up am I, teaching the things you taught me, as only a Mother can. My Mother, My Mother you are dear to me...

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