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You are my woman, my dream, my desire You are my crown, my diamond, my jewel of inestimable value. Your emergence into my life brought me sunshine on a cloudy day
A woman of Black gold, gave birth to an olive child, Strong and mighty was she to stand by a father who stood to just pretend. Made sure her little peice of hope in this world was warm, fed, and fast asleep everynight
With grace and power she stands there Light soothing hands with a maternal touch Gentle eyes that cut through glass and fair hair that falls upon her shoulders Dependable, she is everyone's crutch
Why I write? I write because you told me to Because you encountered history and literature but never met a pen or page
There is nothing like nothing like a mothers love. Always there, always worrying, she always cares. Putting you before herself and anyone else. She won’t eat until you eat, won’t sleep until you’re safe and sound.