MOTHER

Omza T

Abstract Children

Omza T

Abstract Children

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mother english poem abstract pamper

Mother

Only person to pamper us even when we grow up.

Trusts us, supports us, when everyone's against us.

Hear our rants and requests all day.

Every problem is solved, she always has a way.

Reads our mind like a book, I say!

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