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A Mother

Her eyes have seen sorrows, 
as deep as the blue sea,
her ears have heard words,
that she will never forget.

Her arms have held her children,
so tiny and sweet,
her heart has felt pain,
that will never set her free.

Her love is like a mountain,
that will never be climbed,
this is a mother,
yours, and mine..

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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