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Created on: April 09, 2009
My Mother
Carrying And Pushing Me To My Limits
Helping Me Carry My Own Weight
She Has Formed My Personality
God Gave Her A Slab of Clay
And She Toiled and Worked
From Pre-K To Graduate
Mother
I Am Forever Indebted To You
And When The Time Comes
I shall Payback My loans
With Interest Of Course
For It Is The Least I Could Do
And When The Time Comes
When You Need Me
It Is Not A Favor
But A Duty And A Pleasure
Indeed I Will Gladly Work
My legs Off For You
And my Arms,Head,Shoulders
Anything.............
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