Mother


You are a gift God blessed me with, the apple of
my eyes.
You are who always stand beside me strong.
And even though I follow my path, I thank you.
For allowing me to make a stand.
I'm so glad God gave me you; you are my
guiding Angel.
You're the bond that holds our family together,
and your love continues to shine through our hearts.
God has genuinely bestowed me a blessing that has
taken over our hearts.
He sent me the most beautiful Angel of all and allowed
me to call her mother.

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