Our Mom

Two hands to guide us in our ways
Everlasting patience through the days
A loving heart full of dreams
A face with pride, that always beams
An untiring force that drives her on
As the crown of motherhood she does don
A special person in so many ways
To ease our troubles and brighten our days
A bright ray of sunshine sent down from above
A dear, dear mother -- to have and love.

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