My Mother
When I am scared
Or when I'm feeling down
My mother would always be there
To come and ease my frown
And when at night
Before I take my rest
She'd tell me these wonderful stories
Of brave knights and pretty princesses
In every birthday
She'd sing me a song
Then gives me wonderful presents
Then I would sing along
I love her more than anything
My mother
Who I would give my everything
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