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Mother
The comfort in the storm Since the day you took form You, in your mother's arms, lay A barrier from harms way Til the time you transform Upon each waxing year You cast away your fear Yet in a storm, not content Until mother's soothing scent Reminds you she is near Even when becoming a teen Having no clue what they mean Ready for the storms of change Arms open although estrange Mom's embrace will ner wean At times of pain, anguish A call, "mom" to vanquish Senseless misery to end With the memory to send To mother's arms, our wish Today as every day Ask what you want, yes pray For today's will be bygone As tomorrow reaches dawn In your arms your's now lay The cycle to repeat Marching to our own beat Until the time we each reach Killing buggies upon beseech Run to you, little feet Where did time go mother We are like you mother All I ask, yet one favor Just one last time to savor Your sweet embrace, mother
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