You gave us life, your perfect gift
Memories of our childhood, happily we sift.
Lovingly, looking at your photograph,
Trace the contours of your face, your laugh.
Following your footprints to reach our goals,
Your mark still lingers, to touch our souls.
Cherishing your love, we bring you these flowers;
Indebted forever for your tireless, working hours.
God Bless Our Dearest Mother
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