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Behold Your Mother

The spirit of Motherhood is nurturing It’s a spirit that grows in the air. It’s a gift from God to mankind. Mothers are everywhere. Mothers are in our dreams, in our hearts Mothers are the world. Mothers are giving and forgiving From the time they’re little girls. They are the ones who pray their way Throughout and through-in. They are the ones who walk tall Because of where they’ve been. They are the ones who won’t give up When all hope of hope is gone. Their house is where you’ll find us When we say we’re going home.

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