…MOTHER…
The titanic
present from
The holistic
spirits to form
And guard us
forever
And for us to
idolize her ever
She is the
first friend doctor
Trainer
care-taker and teacher
A
perfectionist in any angle
And yeah a paragon
angel
It takes a
whacky altitude
To convey our
gratitude
No work could
pay you
Anything in
return though
But only the
beats
Of your name
in your heart
That resides
within me would
And I’m glad
it could…
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