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Sent From Heaven

In her face, There is hope. In her smile, There is kindness. In her food, There is satisfaction. In her movement, There is grace. In her lips, There is an amazing smile. In her eyes, There is respect. In her touch, There is tenderness. In her breast milk, There is nourishment. In her words, There is truth. In her open hands, There are palms of care. In her back, There is comfort. In her heart, There is love. In her thought, There is a dream. In her voice, There is peace. In her maternal teaching, There is an heavenly lesson. Inside her womb, Feels just like heaven. Behold she's the hand made of the lord, Created right from the depth of God's heart. She's an angel, With an invisible wings. She's God's creation, With all perfection. Guess who she is? , She's my mother

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