When I was one until twenty
Days ended with fairy tales
And she let me sleep after a sweet kiss
And it remained after some years.
When I was one until twenty
She told me I'm pretty
Held her hands back in my ears
With a smile in her face
When I was one until twenty
She sent me to school everyday
And did my best to give her awards
Telling the world, she's indeed proud.
When I was one until twenty
She loved to fix everything for me;
My hair, my dress, and other simple things.
These were all prepared in same place
When I was one until twenty
She is a mother, who cared too much for her lady
She is a friend, who understands my silence
And always a super mama who can save me from any danger
And now I'm twenty one...
She read no more fairy tales;
she tells real ones...
She no longer say I'm pretty;
but says I'm the prettiest...
No more sending to school;
she sends me out in the world...
She can't fix everything;
but do anything to lighten my load...
She is more than a mother, a friend, and a super mama;
She is an ANGEL who guides me through my path
SHE is not a perfect woman... but SHE is the best mama I could ever have; YESTERDAY, TODAY, and FOREVER...
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When I was one until twenty She is a mother, who cared too much for her lady She is a friend, who understands my silence And always a super mama who can save me from any danger, , She is more than a mother, she is my angel..... what a lucky mummy u had...to read such an eulogy about her from here beloved daughter. you are a great example for all who do not respect their parents. tony