A mother was found living,
Called my mother today and told her I love her.
A mother found breathing hard and pushing,
Testing the abilities, check check, leave the camas’s out.
A mother was born,
Talking softly to keep my dreams.
A mother from this moment on,
Walking heaven’s angels to the one’s you see.
A mother to me and you,
Sharing the emotional highlights.
A mother wild and passionate, open to the world. It’s never over. Ever wonder where home truly began?
A mother forever.
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