She was the first to touch ,
the softness of my skin .
Wrap me in her innocence ,
in a world with so much sin .
Sooth me with her kind ,
and gentle loving hands .
As i grew to wonder ,
of far off distant lands .
The times that i would tremble ,
at the world that caused me fear,
she'd take those gentle hands ,
and wipe away my tears .
This woman that i speak of ,
is an angel from above .
She spreads her wings and flys ,
like a beautiful morning dove .
So , this i say to you mom .
Today and everyday .
Your always in my heart ,
that's where you'll always stay .
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