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Tenderness Itself

I hear a voice to my heart dear, It contains all the tenderness. And he calls me like It is not the voice that speaks, but her soul. You are precious to me, My ray of light is my mother. I love you forever, My love will heal the wounds. Your words are precious, I keep them in my memory always. And between us only loyalty I'm with you forever. At all times, your tenderness It kept me warm on cold nights You are my favorite, my mother, I shout at the top of my voice. There is no better you, my dear, You are the epitome of tenderness. You are like a star in my heart, You will warm me in my carelessness. I know that your thoughts are with me And your help is priceless to me. Thank you for being with me, Mom, thank you for your love and care.

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Date: 4/7/2020 4:46:00 AM
Your words are indeed precious. Thank you for your poetry this morning. Blessings from my home to yours, stay safe dear poet.
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