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a poem i wrote when i had my first child |
| Your smile, your touch, your sweet embrace, the love of my mother is seen in your face. I know who you are from that very first touch, the smile that you give means so much. The warm gentle way you hold me in your arms, tells me I'm safe from every kind of harm. As I will grow, learn, and play the one I call mother will be there everyday. Through the good times, bad times, and all in between, my mother's face can always be seen. Those three special words that you've always said to me, I want to share them with you I hope you can see. So from the bottom of my heart I want to say, I loved you, mother from that very first day. |