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ERA Feb 2015
I’ll write a poem to thee
A poem that is dedicated to she
Thy presence is like a heart that’s always bound to me
Thy love is continuously growing and priceless
It’s endless
Thy is my light, my first teacher
My mother.
I’ll write a poem to thee
A poem that will make thee cognize
How thy sons love thee
A poem that will preserve in thy heart
With countless words though unspoken
A poem that will make thy squeal
And will lead thee to a place of delight
A poem that will direct thee to a realm where there is no suffering
I will write a poem to thee
My mother, my life and my soul.

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