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Ode To Mother

My Sweet Symphony

By Judith AkabsPublished 10 months ago 1 min read
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In the realm of love, she reigns supreme,
A mother's grace, a sacred theme.
With tender arms and nurturing heart,
She crafts a haven, where we restart.

In laughter's echo and tears we shed,
Her presence lingers, where memories tread.
A guiding force through trials and strife,
She lifts us up, infusing life.

Through whispered prayers at twilight's hour,
Her love transcends, a timeless power.
In joys she shares and burdens borne,
Her devotion stands, a love well-worn.

Her wisdom, like a flowing stream,
Quenches thirst for knowledge's dream.
With boundless strength and tender care,
A mother's love, beyond compare.

This ode to her, forever sung,
In heart and soul, her praises rung.
For in her embrace, we find our worth,
A mother's love, the dearest on Earth.

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