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Mother Angel Poems | Mother Poems About Angel

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Details | Narrative |

Mother and Child

and she said Yesterday,I lived for thoughts and dreams but today I live in my daughter's happiness All my goals I left behind to watch her reach her own All my friends I do not see,to stay with her at home Money might get tight,but what is money compared to pure joy of a child What is money compared to her almond eyes Success lies dormant on shelves for years to come But what is success compared to first giggles to first steps, first mouthfuls and her little grabs Compared to gurgles and babbles to first time she calls me mama and hold on to my hands What is beauty in the world compared to a pearl This innocent child,a coloured coral petite pretty girl Yesterday,I lived for thoughts and dreams But today I live in my daughter's happiness I had my days of wine and chocolate eclaires roses on doorstep,unsigned love letters with spiced cologne and enticing words Today I live in my daughter's shadow To watch her live her own dream I watch her bloom in autumn gardens from princess of hearts become queen Tomorrow I will not be here She might not get to see the white of my hair the wrinkle in my smile But,today she knows I love her long more after petals wither long more after a mother's hug fades long after I shine from the sky.
Dedicated to my beloved Christina with love Happy first birthday wrapped with barney hugs and Winnie the pooh kisses :-$:-|B-)

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2013


Details | Narrative |

Night Angel

They needed help
Walking alone in the dark.
The man.
The child.
A broken down car.
The child frightened,
But not understanding
The terror
That would soon
Come her way.
Her parents petrified
That their baby was gone,
Agonizing
Over forbidden images
That crowded their way
Past ice cream sundays
And birthday parties
And wedding days.
A passer-by.
A doer of good deeds.
He stops.
He sees.
He looks into
the little girl's eyes.
Bravely
The girl speaks,
"This is not my dad"
And the coward
who took her,
He runs.
He hides.
The passer-by,
Believing he saved
A child
From a long, cold walk,
In reality
Saved a child
From a long, cold death.

Copyright © Rachel Kovacs | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |

To My Angel Mother

I count my blessings everyday to have a mom like you.
You’ve always been there come what may, to lift my mood when blue.
You say that God sent me down as an angel just for you,
But really God let me choose, I swear to you that’s true.
I saw that we could always be there for one another,
And that’s why God sent me down I chose you for my mother.

I am the woman I am today because you raised me so,
You taught me well and helped me grow, and then you let me go.
You are my mother first of all, but now you’re my friend too.
I never strayed all that far, I like to stay close to you.

Our relationship is a special one I’m sure you would agree.
When I am needed I shall come, you can always count on me.
I know that you feel the same, I am always welcome home.
A warm embrace, a happy face no matter where I roam.

You mean so very much to me, you know that it is true.
I’d walk the very fires of hell, if that’s what I had to do,
To stay the ever loving daughter, and be best friends with you.

Copyright © Kirstie Fontes | Year Posted 2007


Details | Couplet |

Always and Forever Happy Mother's Day

A gentle caring feeling grows with age 
always precious heart of gold each and every year 

Sings in your love undying devotion holds Heaven on wings 
golden treasure the sun shining deep warmness 

An angel inside a breath of unconditional kindness 
within my mothers voice loving you true forever one song rings

Copyright © liam mcdaid | Year Posted 2015

Details | Senryu |

Senryu - on sadness


when I am weeping
I feel moms hand  s t r o k e  my hair-

                       from her lonely grave




_________________________
March 29, 2016

Senryu/on sadness
Copyright Protected, ID 773020


Submitted to the contest, Senryu on Sadness,
sponsor, Laura Loo

First Place
_____________________________
Submitted to the contest, Angels
sponsor, Mystic Rose

First Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |

Angel In Disguise

Her hands are pained and twisted
Her eyes almost blind
Her feet burning and crippled
Yet she still has some of her mind.

She use to be so lively
And loving all the time
Caring for her family
And saving every dime

She would work in her garden
To feed us all year round
Giving us all a pardon
And never making a sound

The clothes we wore
Her hands did sew
Filling every drawer
Never letting us go without, even if what she had was few

The beautiful smile upon her face
Would brighten any room
Like flowers in a vase
She would take away the gloom

Her life she spent giving love
To all that crossed her path
Putting everyone else above
Even if they were filled with wrath

But now her body is failing
And it is hard to even move
There are times she should be wailing
Yet she still has something to prove

Her hands are pained and twisted
Her eyes almost blind
Her feet burning and crippled
Yet she still loves all mankind

And when you gaze into her eyes
And see her heart you realize
She is more than just a mother in our lives
She is an angel is disguise.

Copyright © Janet Eaton | Year Posted 2015

Details | Light Poetry |

A Prayer for my Angel

The sky is not the same.
When I don't see her eyes and her smile it starts to rain.

Please God tell me your Angel is okay.
I don't know what to do if she goes astray. 

Please guide your Angel back to me.
I miss the sweet words of her melody.

Show me she has not departed from us,
and will promise not to fuss.

Give me a sign or a hint of her existence.
Let me know that she is in no need for assistance.

If you do I shall promise never again to be distant.

Copyright © Mariela Ruiz | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |

Love Like No Other -The Sonnetina Rispetto Style

~Love Like No Other~
(Sonnetina Rispetto)



There is no love like a mother
She just loves you like no other
Mothers are angels from God sent
They're here for us from time of birth
God put them for us here on earth
Mothers want their kids safe, content
There is no love like a mother
She just loves you like no other.

Mothers best friends they want to share
They give us love for us they care
Mothers are angels from God sent
Mothers want their kids safe, content
There is no love like a mother
She just loves you like no other.



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2013



May.08.2016


~Author's Notes:


The "Sonnetina Rispetto" is a poetry style created by Dorian Petersen Potter, aka ladydp2000.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? |

My mom My guardian angel

The cold wind rustles your tired feathers,
you are weary from your flight,
rest your wings, my guardian angel
let the shadows takeover the night

There was no need for these hardships,
evethough you fought for what you believed in,
because above my heart there always hung
a sign just for you saying-"Come on in!!"

All the times i've let you down,
as slowly your precious tear drips,
and yet you say with a bewitching smile,
"Anything for you my son"-through trembling lips

To the little ray of sunshine,
cutting through the darkness called life,
to my ever present mooring post,
that keeps me stable through strife

Even though there is a billion emotions in me,
I just have two words to say,
eternally glad that you are my mom,
all i manage to wishper is-"Happy birthday..."

Copyright © Ray Romano | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |

The Angel Star.

In the northern heavens her essence so vivid
My constant seraphic star
Basking within her gloriousness warming
Cleaves to me from distances far
Guiding my pathway on night lit Earth
Keeping my course right and true
Holding back storms until I reach my safe haven
To witness the next dawn rise anew
Those nights when cover clouds her features
Her radiance rushes in on the winds
Blessing my journey seeing me home safely
Forgiving my ways absolving my sins
Morning starts breaking and my cherub starts fading
Past the horizon waters falling so deep
Awaiting the rising of her mettle so tender
Of that maternal star light unique.

Copyright © Charles Fuller | Year Posted 2006

Details | Acrostic |

Olivia

O-n this Easter day God took you up to heaven.
L-ong days and nights followed, especially for your mummy who misses you with an
I-tensity that only a mother can. A
V-acant hole in her heart, forever longing for you.
I-nvisible threads of love will always bind you together, you are mummy's
A-ngel, who is always with her.


Remembering my niece Olivia who left this world twenty two years ago, aged three months.

Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017

Details | ABC |

An Angel In Disguise

Water rushing through the brook
leaving drowned out laughter
and a blooming lilypad

A mother with a weary look
as she wades through, feet clad
It’s her children she’s looking after

Hair threatens to fall in her distant eyes
She remembers when she hadn’t worried
stealing kisses under barnyard roofs

She begins to chastise
“Children put on your boots”
She raised the voice, and they scurried

But inside she was grinning ear to ear
Thinking of sweet-smelling memories
and grass-stained linen

As her children crawled near
She said, “Now listen,
I must share some stories…”

Copyright © Mckenzie Boyer | Year Posted 2015

Details | Personification |

When I Need to Be Held

Surrounded by seven cherubs of cheer,
Just recently passing my 100th year,
I’ve been standing here on this perch,
In Little Falls, MN’s Our Lady of Lourdes church.

Most of the day I’m alone simply pining away,
Surrounded by stained glass scenes of yesterday.
Watching glorious beams of color jump left to right,
As east to west the Sun travels ever so bright.

Mostly alone with a visitor or two,
One of my favorites is when Mike is in view.
He studies my features with such wonder and awe,
I can see deep within he is on his last straw.

Walking in with face down slowly plodding as one,
Genuflecting with pain in respect of my Son.
Shuffling into the pew, his body sulking he sits. 
Looking up at me, into my eyes, his stare hits.

I wish I could reach out and hold him in my arms,
Wrapped in my blue cloak, protecting him from harms,
Rocking his fears away with a simple motherly sway,
Breathe into him new life taking away all his strife.

Times like these he needs, comfort and touch,
I thank God above for others providing so much.
It is now that I listen for, the eery creak of the door.
For a heavenly sent friend to cradle him until the end.

Copyright © Michael Vacek | Year Posted 2017

Details | Ballade |

A Mother Like No OTher

I sing of a special mother
One like no other
One bothered about another

A mother who smiles and care
One who did nothing but share
It is great to know she is always there

When tear drops she brought a toy
Her whispers sparkles unceasing joy
Her love is stronger than the Helen of Troy

You taught me from wrong to right
You taught me the difference between darkness and light
You taught me to recite the Lord’s Prayer day and night

Envelope yourself in a mothers Love
For she is like an angel from above
Never trade her love for the price of a dove

As we celebrate all mothers in a special way
Thank you for your fidelity, even when we went astray
And above all, thank you for what we are today

He grants the barren woman a home, Like a joyful mother of children.
Praise the LORD! Ps 113:9

Copyright © Gideon Foli | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |

ONCE AGAIN THANK YOU

I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

Blessing

Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel

Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure

Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever

Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger





Copyright © Christina Holmes | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |

My Mother My Angel

Once upon a time an angel held my hand, 
She wiped away my tears and helped me understand.
Our time on earth is brief, there's lessons to be learned,
Each precious day God gives us another page is turned.
Every chapter full of memories, times of joy and tears,
Triumphs and defeats, through every passing year.
She loved us unconditional, always by our side,
When no one else would listen, in her we could confide.
With  gentle words of wisdom she led us on our way,
Down the paths of righteousness if ever we did stray. 
She saw the light in everyone and gave with no regrets,
Always from her heart let's us not forget.
Angels come in many forms, for me it is my mother,  
With love I cannot say in words there'll never be another.  
Every day I turn the page in my heart will ever remain,  
Everything she taught me as I stroll down memory lane.  
Thank you God for giving me the most priceless of all treasures,
Help my Lord to keep alive her memory here forever.
I pray that I can some day be everything she hoped I would,  
That's she smiling down from heaven knowing she did good.  
As we gather here today there's no ending to her story,
Another chapter has begun full of grace and glory.
Gods called her to his heavenly home, part of his great plan,
Although it may be hard, we all must understand.
Faith is what is hoped for, things we cannot see,
Heaven is promised to all of us if only we believe.

By Kathy J Parenteau

In memory of Shirley A Fowler

Copyright © Kathy Parenteau | Year Posted 2013

Details | List |

Qualities of Health Engendering Women

They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you 
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself

Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

My Son Moon and Star

            My Son Moon and Star ~

        Approaching the celebration of his Birth 
                cherishing the gift I received 
           within weeks of conception I knew
            something amazing was in Creation ~

            the Stars held a party
            sending me with one of their own  
    Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky   
       It was magic  It was destiny taking its flight.  

           In love with an October full moon 
               drawing and painting I liked 
             thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
                caught in a loss of time 

          Hours going by as choosing my color  
           a wittness to three falling stars 
             A clear night sky sparkle's
           A once Famous Star was sent 
            inspiring the tiny child inside ~ 

           Never a doubt in my mind at all     
       child bearing was worth any pain received
      yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
             one to cherish and hold
          My Son was born the following August ~

    working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year  
         as the set of Leverage for 3 years .

              Has done a Indie movie here  
             In Paris it was seen and honored
             coming soon filmed in Portland ~
                 "The House of Last Things "

        awaiting the credits , you will see
                        
    1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant 
   
                 My Young Lion Mans dream ~
        A proud mom I watch every show and the credits 

        as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
              My Son &  Moon and Star  
               A name you will all know ~

            Happy Birthday to my creative Son
             you will exist in my heart forever~
                        and thereafter               
                             Mom

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? |

Good Morning Sweet Angel

Good morning, sweet angel.
I hope your dreams were sweet.
We have a busy day today,
Lots of new friends to meet.
Good morning, sweet angel.
Open those pretty eyes.
Your smile is as sweet
As ten million apple pies.
Good morning, sweet angel.
The birds are startting to cheep.
It's time to wake up now,
And stop counting sheep.

Copyright © Krissy Ward | Year Posted 2005

Details | I do not know? |

A Mother's Love

Her words, her comfort,
It's not like any other.
Her touch is gentle, her words are kind,
It can only be my mother.

These days,
great moms are hard to find.
But I know I'm lucky,
because one of those great moms is mine.

It doesn't matter where I'm at,
she is always there.
I am blessed to say I have a loving mom
who genuinely cares.

Laughing or crying,
she is always by my side.
She has celebrated my accomplishments,
she has held me when I've cried.

Her love is like magic,
phenomenal and rare.
I know she loves me,
and I really, truly, care.

When I was born 13 years ago,
I was constantly sick
but I knew you would be there,
fast and quick. 

Her smile is delicate and sweet
and her huge, loving heart
can't be beat.

I had my first surgery
when I was 9 months old.
You both were so worried,
but then you were relieved when you were told.

I was alive, I was healthy!
You were both happy as could be.
Praising God for letting you have number three.

Ever since the day of my birth,
You have been there.
And I have no price for how much that's worth.

A mothers love is unexplainable,
mothers are strong, mothers are sustainable.

Parenting is a team effort
between you and your spouse.
You two have done a great job
running our house.

A mothers love is cherished by me,
it is placed close to my heart.
I know if she loves me forever, 
I will never fall apart.

Copyright © Shelby Truelock | Year Posted 2014

Details | Iambic Pentameter |

Mother Bird

Upon the highest branch, glistened with dew, 
Of the strongest oak in a forest, dense, 
There rests a songbird of divine essence, 
With a song as soothing, found far and few. 

Beneath her tough wing, hidden warm and close, 
A little fledgling rests his weary beak; 
Bruised from his flying, too close to the peak, 
But sheltered by she who does love him most. 

And that little fledgling, high in the trees, 
So sweetly guarded close by his true nurse, 
May seek a small feed from her beak or purse, 
But furthest too fly, he is last to leave. 

Though he burned and tarnished his silken wings, 
From ambitions flown to close to the sun, 
Across the world's oceans that bird would come, 
With the loving song his mother bird sings. 

Copyright © Darren Mallett | Year Posted 2015

Details | ABC |

Mommy's and Daddy's precious little angel

Mommy's and Daddy's precious little angel


It was very late about 2 in the morning
You woke up crying for mommy
I rocked you back to bed
You fell asleep on my chest
As I listened to you breathe 
And the sound of your heart beat
I thought about
The day we met and how I just couldn’t believe
What a perfect little angel God was letting me keep
The moment I heard your first little cry
My heart and body let out a sigh
I was so relieved you were here and healthy
Everyone there rejoiced in your presence 
Because a little angel was just sent to earth from heaven
As days passed on and mommy grew tired 
Something more beautiful happened 
You continued to light my heart on fire
My love and heart belonged to you
And each and every day our bond had grew
Now every time I see your adorable smile
The thought of leaving your side hurts even for a short while
My dearest baby girl
The light of my soul
I know one day you’ll move on as we grow old
But these days when you fit so small in my arms
I will cherish for eternity and beyond
Just remember when you are all big and grown 
That mommy will never forget 
The sleepless nights when I held you close and watched you sleep
Because these are the most perfect moments I will forever keep

When you were born you filled my heart with pride,
And I was overcome by the joy I felt inside.
As I held you in my arms that very first day,
I knew I would never let any harm come your way.
With your tiny little hands and tiny little feet,
Everytime I look at you my heart skips a beat.
As I watch you sleep in the middle of the night,
I hope and pray I will do everything right.
I know I may make some mistakes along the way,
But I promise to do my best not to every single day.
I often wonder what you will grow up to be,
But whatever you become will be fine with me.
So whatever you may decide to do in your life,
Maybe an astronaut, a lawyer, or even a doctor's wife.
I can say this without any doubt at all,
I will always be there to catch you if you fall.
And another promise I make to you from me,
Mommy and Daddy's little angel you will always be
  In dedication to our wonderful little pride and joy 
   Alizma N Lopez entered our world 4/14/2013

Copyright © katrina nephew | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Midnight Lullaby

I wrapped all my tears, to see you smile.
you are the best, always by my side.
I tell you my feelings will get you crying,
you must think I’m out of my mind.

You don’t know, what I know,
all the angels let me go.

We were born to teethe and die,
you will grow to be so fine.
Fall in love, feel your softer side,
Remember me when life is kind.

When you go, let me know,
don’t walk away like the world and go.

Life is rough and the world unkind,
fight them down and you will be fine.
The truth of live is a brutal sight,
make no mistakes, you can learn from mine.

You have a strong heart, you are unique
I treasure times when you smile at me.

Live the life, I could not find,
be there for me, when I say goodbye.

Copyright © Karan Patade | Year Posted 2013

Details | Verse |

My Mom My Angel

I look up high and see a bright star,
That must be my angel  
Yes shes a star,
Mom I bet , its so beautiful living 
In a castle up in the sky,
My mommy is an angel ,
I wish I could see her fly,
when sum days are hard ,

And reality sets in ,
I breakdown and cry ,
then I see a sparkle and really 
caught 
my eye
Thats when it all made sense ,
I got comfort , from the bright star 
way up high
Thats my mommy , shes an angel , 
sitting on the sky
The brightest star,
I love u mom , and think of u no 
matter how far
U are ....
I can c u watching down on me , 
Where ever u are...

In loving memory of my mom 
Pamela Sullivan -Sheets

Copyright © Jessica L. Sparks | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |

Notes on Sister Aimee

Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and media celebrity in the 1920s and 1930s.She founded the Foursquare Church. McPherson has been noted as a pioneer in the use of modern media, especially radio, and was the second woman to be granted a broadcast license. She used radio to draw on the growing appeal of popular entertainment in North America and incorporated other forms into her weekly sermons at Angelus Temple.

In her time she was the most publicized Christian evangelist, surpassing Billy Sunday and her other predecessors. She conducted public faith-healing demonstrations before large crowds, allegedly healing tens of thousands of people. News coverage sensationalized misfortunes with family and church members; particularly inflaming accusations she had fabricated her reported kidnapping, turning it into a national spectacle. McPherson's preaching style, extensive charity work and ecumenical contributions were a major influence in revitalization of American Evangelical Christianity in the 20th century.

Verse 1  Salford is the town in which she was born

Verse 2  As a teenager she would question visiting preachers about the existence of God

Verse 3  As a child she would often play “salvation army” 

Verse 4  She was known to understand men speaking in tongues even they did not know
She married a man Semple, thus the play on words, simple, Semple, they                     traveled the world preaching, where he does of malaria in Hong Kong

Verse 5  Her husband Semple left her with child, whom she named “Star”

Verse 6  She remarried and tried to be a good wife, however her calling was to preach,             during this time she was known to be obsessive about cleaning, however her children say that she was also a very loving mother, as a housewife as well as when she went back to preaching.

Verse 7  In Los Angles she formed the the “Temple of Angelus”

Verse 8  Is about her disappearance from Venice Beach in California, and re emerging in a town in Mexico 

Verse 9  The ultimate Kiss was a famous song by a Mexican group in  the 1960’s from the town where she re-appeared “ Aqua Prietas”   Brown Water in English. Echos, refers to Echo Park a place in Los Angles where she formed her church.

Verse 10 sensuous sermonizer is a quote by Cole Porter describing Aimee. She was known for feeding the poor during the depression, something the government was failing to do, as well s healing the sick, and although not always successful, there are some famous accounts of her success. She was known for using theater, music and radio to bring the world of god to the people, thus bring ancient ways to modern times, and many an Evangelist would copy her style, both the sincere and the false.

Verse 11 She was a known insomniac who could not sleep, and died of an over dose of sedatives. “a splendid score” refers to her ability to put on Broadway type shows to deliver her message, people would line up for blocks to see her productions.

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Mother Mary

Mary
Jesus
Magdalene
Pure white Virgin cloth
Crosses, blood red where burned and lost
The Romans they had blind eyes
To the new world he would soon be born and rise
Soldier’s battle cries
Never shall drown the hopes of Mary’s forgiving eyes
For in a manger long ago
God bespoke to those Sheppard souls
Take heart, for now is but a miracle in time
Later history and Romans shall know and recant
The doubts they had of heavens gates above
Mother Mary’s whispered words
Go forth son the gospel shall be your eternal will
For there is but one Jesus, and tiss he who love instills
Disciples will tell you of his goodness and humanity he did show 
Three Wise Men long ago
Told you so!

The Blessed Virgin Mary
Made the message glow
Let it be

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Her Gentle Love-The Devils Echo style

~Her Gentle Love~
(The Devil's Echo)


Mother's love is the best,best,best
Sweetest one I know
She cares more than the rest,rest, rest
Mother's love just glow

For you she truly cares,cares,cares
Today and each day
She takes more than she bears,bears,bears
Do that then just pray

Mothers thru hard test go,go,go
So much for you do
They're best friends and that's so,so,so
They love you each day.


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2016



April.06.2016


~Author's Notes:

The "Devil's Echo" is a poetry style created by John Henson.

This is a tribute from my heart  to all the mothers in this world.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

Details | Personification |

Motherly Angel

The way you spend your days with me

Truly make me see

How wonderful you really are

Like a night's shining star

Always knowing to try and do my best

Nothing could better in the world

No one could ever be the same 

Or even the melody of your joyous name

Copyright © Selena Martinez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

I release a prayer

I release a prayer
into the air
it flies on high
into the sky 
I know not why

but where it goes
only heaven
God and 
my mother 
knows

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