About her?

About her?

The instincts as if she needed a head start. Confident not to rush or slu, for it belongs to her. With a ladylike elegance she tends to task and stays mindful of the wants of he, long before we ask. Nevertheless, we are held in high regard, pampered as if of Fine China, brand new.
This is the coat she wears daily. A Blessing a Mother possesses despite the headache and the unsatisfactory, our ridicule.
Today he and the others, hell me too, we Bow and Applaud the importance in our life and the way we love you.
Remember you said, "Practice makes Perfect". We got it right this time, a smile long overdue. We Love You,
Us.

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