My mother is a poemI'll never be able to writethough everything I writeis a poem to my mother
She is the truest friend I havewhen trials heavy and sudden,fall upon mewhen adversity takes the place of prosperitywhen friends who rejoice with me in my sunshine desert mewhen trouble thickens around me, still will she cling to me,and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darknessand cause peace to return to my heart.
My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort, happiness, and being.I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune.Most of all the other beautiful things in life come by twos and threes, by dozens and hundredsPlenty of roses, stars, sunsets, rainbows, brothers and sisters, aunts and cousins, comrades and friends - but only one mother in the whole world.
I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.That is why she will always be the love of my life.
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