A love story to the one that gave birth to me

You follow me or is it I that follow you? Your lovely-no other mother I would choose.
Your like the queen in my eyes
A dream that cannot escape.
You embrace the light with your beautiful smile
Evil? There is no trace.
I rock you in my arms not only for you to sleep, but to remember that I am here for you forever and always.
My love, sweet and gentle as you are.
I cover you in my heart, for you are the reason why I have the star in my soul.
Mommy, to them you are original, but to me... YOU'LL NEVER GET OLD.

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Me
My family
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