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Anytime I hear the story of how I was born I tend to tear up 
Cos I see not just a woman, I see a mother, my protector, an angel, my queen. 
How you used your last breathe to give my first breathe 
How you embraced the arms of death, and brought me to earth 
And How you gave up your life to give me a life

So Anytime I look at where I am now
I begin to tear up
How you walked through the rains
Even with the sprain
And When I hear stories of the pains you had to endure again and again
Without complains tears fill up my eyes

This woman was a superhuman 
Nine months she endured the suffering 
She used her love as a buffering 
Protecting me from all, she was like a covering 
So anytime I hear her stories I tend to tear up 

My big brother would say
Mother was a fighter
Single-handedly she took the baton and increased the pace
And it was surprising as she could stop to tie up my lace 
Yet she won the race
So incase you don't know; that woman cannot be replaced 

Listen, my big brother would say
Mother is our guardian angel 
She guided and guarded me through to the level I have Attained
She will scold yet clear my paths to get to the height I have obtained 
Mother's love is too big to contain 
Her love was unconditional 

Cos I remember when I went astray
When I staggered away in life like a new waiter holds the tray
And How she felt betrayed
I heard how she'd pray for me everyday
Pleading to God not to delay
Least I fall prey

And I remember
I remember how she gladly accepted me and didn't turn me away. 

Hearing my big brother 
I realized how vague my love for her was
This woman would actually do anything to see us safe 

I am me today because of my mom
And I wish she's here to listen to my words
But I know she's up there with a big smile 
Your stories lives in my heart 
Happy Mother's day Mom
I'll forever love you
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