Dear mother

May 9, 2009
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Dear mother,
A bud you saw
All helpless and raw
Little by little
Day by day
Year by year
You helped that bud
Blossom to a flower
You nurtured,
You loved,
Now it's my turn
That bud you raised is now
Ready to begin
The cycle once again





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