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Oct 2014
To the one that holds my hand,
When I'm losing all my might,
And the one that tells me I can,
When i think i've lost the fight.

She's always in my heart,
I can feel her in my soul
She was there when I was young,
I'll be there when she's old.

I'll never let her go,
For diamonds are a girl's best friend,
And you know you've found one
When you know she'll be here till the very end .

So here's to you mom
My own personal hero
You were there when I was young
I'll be there when you're old.

Here's to you, mom,
My personal superhero,
For whenever I need her,
She always seems to appear.
Be it a phone call,
Or a lingering thought.

So here's to you mom,
The only mom that makes the best crepes,
Our own superhero,
For not all superheroes wear capes.
Happy Birthday Mom :)
Written by
Riya
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