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Mother, This unruffled wind Stirred by a part of you Wants to be held Closer to mine Back then in time You’d hover through the wild Just to see me smile My mother, full of stories Turned my childhood into precious memories. Mother, I was looking back, gazing these flowers outside my window Recollecting, how you let me be who I wanted to be You let me in your arms And let me grow I love you more Then you could ever possibly know My mother, my spring of joy Even when my wings seem broken She can make me fly. Mother, I hope to be like you Unfolding these petals Petals of kindness, unconditionally From crimson dusk To crimson dawn Soft and vibrant Honey and honest My mother, gentle gardener The loveliest flower of all.
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC
MOTHER.
Mother, This unruffled wind Stirred by a part of you Wants to be held Closer to mine Back then in time You’d hover through the wild Just to see me smile My mother, full of stories Turned my childhood into precious memories. Mother, I was looking back, gazing these flowers outside my window Recollecting, how you let me be who I wanted to be You let me in your arms And let me grow I love you more Then you could ever possibly know My mother, my spring of joy Even when my wings seem broken She can make me fly. Mother, I hope to be like you Unfolding these petals Petals of kindness, unconditionally From crimson dusk To crimson dawn Soft and vibrant Honey and honest My mother, gentle gardener The loveliest flower of all.
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Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC
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