Wonderful Mothers
They are precious women, whom God created divine,
They want so much to protect us, until the end of time,
They hold on to us tight, ,often never wanting to let go,
Then time passes them by, they realize the children have grown,
They are precious women in deed; no one can take their place,
When God created mothers, he gave them all the grace.
They want so much to protect us, until the end of time,
They hold on to us tight, ,often never wanting to let go,
Then time passes them by, they realize the children have grown,
They are precious women in deed; no one can take their place,
When God created mothers, he gave them all the grace.
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