Dear Mother
You gave me life, shaping me into the person I am
I am cut from your cloth
One that is handstiched with love and care
My dreams and asspirations would be lifeless without you
I do all that I can to please you, so you can say I am proud of you
You have taught me the strength it takes to make it
Now I am ready, becuase of you my dear mother
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