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A MOTHER'S LOVE
Her love flows
where the wind blows
Many try to teach it
but few try to reach it
because not everyone receives it.
Growing up I still low
in her smooth arms
For it's only the Lord's
arms that are more
comfortable than hers.
Trying to distance from her
the closer she comes
Bringing more happiness
causing greatfulnes
Oh! how indigenous her
love is to my hrt.
Many yearn for it
few receive it.
Losing her is like
losing a life treasure
Oh how strong her love is.
where the wind blows
Many try to teach it
but few try to reach it
because not everyone receives it.
Growing up I still low
in her smooth arms
For it's only the Lord's
arms that are more
comfortable than hers.
Trying to distance from her
the closer she comes
Bringing more happiness
causing greatfulnes
Oh! how indigenous her
love is to my hrt.
Many yearn for it
few receive it.
Losing her is like
losing a life treasure
Oh how strong her love is.
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