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MAMA
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Wind flaps as she knit a coat.
In a cold evening whistling; me a toddler tagging her.
Every stitch bounded with great love to cover me.
Through stormy nights her heart never changed.
She carried me for nine heavy months.
And wiped tears to get me a home and bread.
With honest hands of lovely caring touch.

She taught me to have good friends.
Respect all ages with no pain and gain.
Even through her pouring she is always there.
Listening to my storms with great understanding.
When my heart wanders and things fall apart.
When soul aches and spirit shut, she is by my side.

I wish I could pay back for she color my world.
But least I can do is to love her more everyday.
And may I inherit just half her caring heart.
As I strive to be the best she wished me.
Mama! I love you; you always touch my soul.

April 20, 2008 | 12:24 PM Comments  0 comments

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