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My Mom


The first feeling of warmth I felt

Came from you

Nurturing me from day one

Though, the milk came from a bottle

and I spit out the pacifier every time

I smiled whenever I saw you

stopped crying when you picked me up 

and fell asleep in your arms

Wherever I am, if you are there

I am home

I love you mom

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