'Angel' is what I would call my ‘Mother'
Dreams for her Children, always she gathers.
Lovingly she gives, no matter how she suffers,
Raising 'US' kids; is all that matters.
Living a life between chores and the kitchen;
Juggles thru troubles, to shelter our emotions.
Heaven knows the values she holds;
Now you know why I call her so…
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