You never ask me for roses in exchange for a kiss,
You have never asked me if I'm faithful or not,
You always worry if I come or go,
You are the living example of what love is.
You have never been interested in my account balance,
For you I have always been beautiful no matter what,
When I feel weak, you film me with strength
You even give color to the gray clouds.
That's why you always come first,
And as time goes by, I love you more,
I don't know what I would do if u ever leave me,
Like you.... There's no other.
That's why you always come first,
There's no treasure in this world that could compare,
Because there's no other like you....
My Love.... My Mother....
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