On this day ,as always I feel
The presence of a beautiful mother,
She is lovely as everyday I see
The beauty that she bestows on me.
This callouseness of man who smears blood,
Chops off her green,or in greed pierces her heart.
She is hurt I know: but she still bestows love that I can show.
On this special day, I silently pledge
To spread her tenderness, and humanity .
To share her pretty face that on my walk of life that I percieve.
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