She
She is what I aspire to be
gentle, loving, kind and free.
Soft and warm and close to my heart.
I loved her from the very start.
She gives me hope and unconditional love.
I was sent to her from God above.
Without her I cannot imagine life
I need her near me to withhold my strife
She is what I aspire to be,
Without her I cannot be me.
She is my mom and I love her so,
so with me on the island she goes.
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