A Mother
A MOTHER
Her tender kiss and sweet caress
Eases all the pain and dry all those tears
Everytime she sings me a lullaby
I could barely think that in this life I' ll just pass by.
Because her voice that envelopes me in the evening
Reminds me of a life worth living
And the sweet tickles of her morning kiss
Allows me to a life never to missed.
The way she looked at me like a precious stone
Gives me the treasure nobody will own.
She honed me to be better a person,
She loves me without reason,
Even in the breaking of dawn
And the questions without answers will vanish on the horizon
She will always be a woman of God's amazing creation.
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