She stands still in her golden age,

Beautiful hands through my hair,

Matched with her smiley face,

She is a woman with the name of Mother.

Brave and Courage that is the Mother Flair,

With all the mighty of her Strong and Fair,

With the kids of 6 that have been raised well,

Be thankful that you have a Mother’s love to share.

Six years have passed,

her back has hunched,

I guess she is growing so fast,

Her hair was black now has strands of grey,

But the smiles of a Mother still stick on her face.

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