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A poem for my niece. She is a great mother, I am proud of her. |
| I'm so happy Lauren has you for a mother There's no way it could have been any other You are her cushion when she falls You are always there when she calls You give her guidance when asked You are the master of every task From you she has learned respect You teach her everything correct You're patient, loving, gentle but strong From you she's learning right from wrong You are her playmate and her best friend When she's older she will comprehend And when she's all grown up she'll call And want to thank you for it all. Happy Mother's Day, Niece I love you, from Aunt Bernice |