When you are just a child, you can
never quite understand. What it
means to have a mom, who lends
a helping hand. A mom, that you,
can look up to, a mom, so big and
strong. Who tries her best in every
way, to teach you right from wrong.
Who tells you all that you should know,
about how to act and look. Who even
takes her precious time, to show you
how to cook. She's there for you, to
care for you, through all those growing
up years. She'll even help to take away,
the many unfounded fears! Who else
can be the way she is, unlike any other.
That very special lady, the one that we
call Mother!
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