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| A flower blooms like a mother's love. |
A mother is more than a night in a delivery room
She is there when needed
Soothes away pain
With a smile or a touch
Provides lessons in life
And especially lessons in laughs
She gives from her heart
Sharing hugs and balloons
Expecting nothing in return
Well, maybe a smile
A mother is more than a womb
— Mark Butkus
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