A mother sings to daughter,
Her baby girl asleep,
The mother finally falls down,
And in her hands does weep.
She wishes she could give her all,
The world at all its price,
Instead she's just her mother and-
Has motherly advice.
A daughter grows and flourishes,
With pride, beauty and more,
There is no festering dark spot
Of which her heart is sore.
Her mother has been of the best,
Caring, wise and kind.
Full in heart and full in spirit
Full in love and mind.
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Look at me mummy. I'm standing on my feet. I've taken my first steps. I'll soon be running free. Look at me mummy. I'm on my bicycle. My feet can finally reach the pedals.
There lies a little baby girl in innocence she softly sleeps. White walls of pure love surround her, with parents arms to safely keep. She's toddling on up now, learning new things each day.
I love the way you stare into my eyes and give me a cheeky smile. I love your soft skin next to mine for you I would go that extra mile. I love the way you play with my hair even when it's pulling.
You are the only person. Who's heard the constant rhythm of my heart. You know how it sounds from deep within. That heart that loved you from the start. Never will a day go by.
Your beautiful,. But with cuts so deep I see the scars of your past. The men you meet, don't become the men that you want. Life throws us curve balls, make it hard for us to hit the rite one.
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