ode to my mom

As rare as a rose
So cute and petite
She is as sweet as honey
With love so pure
She has a voice like an angel
That rings like a melody
She is as fragil like a precious moment
So pure that she glistens
Every time she smiles
Her love is so uncommon
No one can beat the way she loves me





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