To see your child in pain Is a terrible thing to bare Wishing with all of your heart You can mend the hurtful tear A mother is first to know There is pain in doing what is right She tries not to hear the hurtful words And she cries alone at night She holds a tiny bird It pleads to be set free But mommy knows it needs care Compromise and trust are key One day her bird will soar The time of raising is done The proof is in her children Will the game of life be won? She prays for health, wealth and happiness She holds them in her heart She lets them face the harsh world Mother always, then friendship starts Live honest to yourself Live what you want to be Embrace all that is good Please, please remember me
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