She


She cares for me when no one else was there for me
She holds me when there was no one to console me
She dedicates her life to me,fights for me she would even die for me
She is my mother ya'll, and I love her dearly.
When I leave for school she doesn't pack apples to keep doctors away
Instead she packs me strands of her grey hairs
So I can be nourished by the roots of her wisdom.
She is my mother ya'll, and I love her dearly.
When she picks me up from a hard fall
She doesn't stand me up
Instead she thrust me into the air
Because she nurtured my egg and always knew I was born to fly.
She is my mother ya'll, and I love her dearly.
When she gives gifts
She doesn't purchase a single thing
Because she always gives a piece of her heart
And her heart is made of pure gold
She is my mother ya'll, and I love her dearly.
When she looks at me she doesn't see a person
Instead she sees a mirror glittered in stars
Because I am merely the reflection of her mind, body, and spirit
She is my mother ya'll, and I love her dearly.
She is very giving so if you need her you can borrow her
Just make sure you give her back in mint condition
Because you see..
She is my mother ya'll, and I need her.

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