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My mama is an angel My mama is an angel There can’t be another angel In this life’s hurdle Cos she loves, loves and loves me Out of her busy schedule To set me free She’ll sit on the tip of a huge needle When I cry she cuddles She understands when I mumble In my mistake she fumbles To get me out of trouble In my sickness, she troubles To get me out of hot bubbles She gets all my puzzles And solves all my riddles That’s why   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
AN EXCERPT FROM AN ANGEL
My mama is an angel My mama is an angel There can’t be another angel In this life’s hurdle Cos she loves, loves and loves me Out of her busy schedule To set me free She’ll sit on the tip of a huge needle When I cry she cuddles She understands when I mumble In my mistake she fumbles To get me out of trouble In my sickness, she troubles To get me out of hot bubbles She gets all my puzzles And solves all my riddles That’s why   Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014
Mothers who work as mothers must be commended. Their sufferings for their children and love still remain a mystery to me. May they be blessed always.
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 2:16 AM UTC
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