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My Mother


God created a wonderful thing and put her on this planet to nuture me, teach me, disipline me, and guide me.

She is my mother.

 

She looks beautiful when smiling and laughing. She shines brighter than no other.

She is my mother.

 

She is something I need in my life until it is my time to be on my own and nuture my own.

She is my mother.

 

She is important, deserves no disrespect, and will never leave my side.

She is my mother.

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