A daughter's love for her mother
The wind blows a willows branches as to my heart;straight out my chest to flow to you!And there you will hold it until I ask for it, but will I ask for it? I am content to relax and ponder all the things you will do with it.
Will you crush it, or will you hold it like a sacred gift? I love you so I trust you to tending to it well! For the love I have for you will not be broken by words, but the actions you take with my heart. So keep it well like I know you will! For the day that I asked for it back I expect it to be in fit condition , for I know you will allow me to do the same!
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