You are a blessing in disguise,
All your truths lie in front of you.
Sometimes I’m so blind to see
Just what they might be.
You have never lied to me before,
So I’ll listen to you some more.

The bound that which we poses
Can never be laid to rest.
You have protected me from harm and
If it should happen I’d raise the alarm.
We do have our moments, but they do pass.

I love you very much my dear mother,
I know I tell you this every day
But it is not enough, for there are no words
To say how much you mean to me.

I know that I make you proud
Even if you don’t say it out loud.

You are always giving and now
It’s my turn to give back to you.

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