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A steady hand, a gentle word, The softest voice I’ve ever heard. A light that guides me through the dark, A constant, warm, and loving spark. Through every scraped knee and every tear, You chased away each doubt and fear. With patience deep and love so true, I found my strength by watching you. You’re more than just a helping hand, The kindest soul in all the land. So here’s a wish, and a promise, too: To always love and cherish you.
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 2:06 PM UTC
Mother's Day
A steady hand, a gentle word, The softest voice I’ve ever heard. A light that guides me through the dark, A constant, warm, and loving spark. Through every scraped knee and every tear, You chased away each doubt and fear. With patience deep and love so true, I found my strength by watching you. You’re more than just a helping hand, The kindest soul in all the land. So here’s a wish, and a promise, too: To always love and cherish you.
mikakid09
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 2:06 PM UTC
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