When I look at her
When I look at her I see the color yellow
She makes life worth living
She makes a room light up when she walks in
She shines like no one else
Her smile painted so perfectly
Her laugh portrayed so beautifully
I’ve always wanted to be her
The impact of my life
I’m glad she was my guide
She might not see it but she's perfect
I make dumb jokes just to get a laugh out of her
Because I love to see her happy
-Thank you, mother
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