Mom the Angle of the House
bright as a sunshine,
beautiful as a rose
and when she spoke words so kind
everywhere she went she brought noor
theirs no one like her you could ever see
she has a heart so weak,
but filled with pride
for its children to succeed and live a happy life.
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