Happy Mothers’ Day

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She is my mother
My one and only
Hands that held my bum
Lips that licked my face
Breasts that filled my gut

Crying to God
‘Bout my future
Leading the way
Lest I mistep 

Sacrifice 
Tolerance
Mothers’ heart

Happy 
Mothers’


Day

Radiant ~ March 2019

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My scarcely drawn-out internet investigations has through the tip of your whole day been paid with energizing measurements to exchange with my youngsters and amigos.
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