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Our cries
are the first
Our needs
Are Priority

We are the children
From the womb of warmth
A living testament
To the love of Our mothers

Never act wrong
For she cannot bear it
In her eyes
We are perpetual angel

Our mothers are
And forever will be
The only gift
We will truly need

We do no wrong
Though we may never be
Always right
In their hearts

Say it now
And show it tenfold
"I love you Mom!"
Beyond these lacking words