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My Gift


most near to me , most dear to me , most loved  and most far to me ......

my mother , is a wonderful woman , gentle , yet strong .....

in many ways she lets me know that i belong . she is patient  when i am being 

goofy and irresponable . she offers her guidance and makes u feel like u can do

anything in this world. her gift of being herself and her unconditional love

pores out and just wraps you up .she is dependable a source of comfort .

she is my cushion when i fall , and my number one supporter when i set sail and

spread my wings to fly. my gift is unique , no one like her . she wears many coats

of colors and she sees the world in color too because it is a gift to have 

beautiful things in your life...    so my gift brings light into my life and lets

me shines as bright or as beam . because  colors are delightful , warm and

beautifully . just like my gift , my mom ..

 

 

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naomi stockstill
<p>thank u my nana , i love you</p>

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