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The sweetest word we ever could say Since ..childhhood up to this day Mummy ...songs and poems were said and still Describing the love as high as mountain or Gentle as a white dove Eternal as the mighty hord above But nothing for what you really deserve could reward or give Mothers burns her life as a candle Teaches the children how to handle Those values great and superior That to the life are essential and interior For the baby she cares much Yet, for the young can reach All the calmness,happiness That he may wish to reach To her kids all from the deepest part of the soul prays,calls,God to protect To grant each a good health and rest Yet , she wishes them a life beautiful Hence ,when the suitable time will come To take from her rights only some Nothing can be found But from the far world of heavens comes a sound Says: here you are praised And from his infinite goodness You are also blessed | ||
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ملاك,
