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Sep 2015
She bore my weight with a smile,
And didn't even flinch for a while.
She kept me close to her heart,
And prepared me for a new start.

She gave me a part of her soul,
And fed me love in a golden bowl.
She taught me to stand up strong,
And to discern right from wrong.

She cleaned my wounds with tears,
And saved me from all my fears.
She loves me for reasons unknown,
And never made me feel alone.

She found me heaven, I thought was lost,
I was uncertain of what it would cost.
No angel or God is greater than her,
With all the love I have, I call her "Mother"..
For the woman I love and who taught me to love.
Abhishaj Sajeev
Written by
Abhishaj Sajeev  Pune, India.
(Pune, India.)   
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