I AM 18 & UNAFRAID TO LIE UPON MY MOTHER BREAST
GENLTY PLACE MY HAND UPON HER CHEST
TO HEAL HER WEARY HEART SO IT WILL RECIEVE MUCH NEEDED REST
FROM BEING SO DEPRESSED
HER WEARINESS NEED TO BE FREED
PREVENTION OF AN INCURABLE DISEASE
THE BASIS OF ALL MY NEEDS
HER SACRIFICES & SHORT COMINGS MAKES ME SO RESOLUTE
A MOTHER'S LOVE IS NEVER DESTITUTE
THE CURRENT OF AFFECTION OVERFLOWING DOWN INTO HER CHILDREN HAND
HANDING HER GIFTS SHE DIDN'T GET A CHANCE TO UTILIZE TO HER KIDS SO THEY WILL TOUCH THE LAND
HER CHILDREN'S MISTAKES MAY BRING HER DISAPPOINTMENT
WHEN I WAS JUDGED OR INJURED YOU WERE MY OINTMENT
ALL THAT WAS EXEMPLIFIED I HAVE LEARNED
WHAT MY MOTHER DO FOR ME WILL BE DONE IN RETURN
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