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My Precious Mother

My Precious Mother Mother's love is pure and bright, Like the moon that shines at night. Through the storms and through the rain, She stands strong through joy and pain. Her gentle hands, so soft and kind, Wipe my tears and ease my mind. With her voice, so warm and true, She guides my heart in all I do. When I fall, she lifts me high, Like a bird that learns to fly. Through her care, I've learned to see, Love and strength live deep in me. No gift on earth can match her grace, Her love shines bright in every place. Dear mother, I will always say, I love you more with every day.

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Date: 2/18/2025 6:32:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed. (This is rhyme and not vogon poetry.)
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