First Origin

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Motherly days of love and affection, there is a day to celebrate it; here's to all mothers. Happy mothers day.

Submitted: March 23, 2012

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Truth has been there,
A heart full of love I swear,
But you still care,
My one beloved mare.

Diseases are spreading,
Your time is shedding,
Still, you come carrying my headache.

Near you it's quiescence,
Without you it's absence,
Of all that I could have,
But it's me you love.

Mother, mother;
My lovely weather,
Is my love adequate,
No it's much more you need.

Love me later,
For now just be a crater,
Hold your love for a better saver,
From your life of disaster.

Mother, mother;
Fore bearer, hunter of night,
You're full of might,
Despite;
You still forgive,
Forever you live.

You save me from the dark,
Not thinking of consequences,
Not taking your proper defenses.

Mother, mother;
I'm the will-o-wisp,
And you're the target,
You're a beautiful crisp.

Thy high confidence,
Thy balance,
Thou pigeon,
My lovely origin.


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