Ode to my beautiful mother
A wildflower that bloomed a bit brighter than the others
She had a care-free, colorful soul
My memories will never let her go
Solasta as a sunset
She was my biggest star
My world revolved around her
Singing to the music in duets
Riding around in the car
Spendiferously lying in the ground, my flower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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