Poetry

She lived her life by the golden rule

She saw me take my very first walk

She was by my side when I wanted to talk

Mother Kept my home neat and warm

She taught me never to fear a storm

She helped me with my prayers at night

Holding my hand so very tight

Believing in me whether I was right or wrong

As in music, that maks up life’s song.

My love for her will never part

My precious jewel is locked deep in my heart

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