Ode to a Mother

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Her hair blowing softly in the wind,

She shines with the glistening hope,

Of youth.

Dawn breaking over the horizon,

She walks forward into a new day a

Fresh start.

The future of a universe,

Riding quietly beneath her shoulders,

Setting forth.

Unaware of potential burden,

She glides triumphant,

Ever forward.

Ode to a Mother

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