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My mother is a poem

with white hair,

that has to the lips

a gesture of forgiveness.

When after long absence I return

she awaits me,

Hugs me like a child,

He kisses me with passion.

My mother is tiny

just like a violet,

the sweet is in your soul,

the crying in goodbye.

She owns my dreams,

although I am not a poet,

the verses to my mother

God inspires them.

How beautiful my mother is

what luck it is to have it and

How happy to see her

happy at home

Radiant with joy

next to his children

taking care of his nietitos

What a saint my mother is,

Bless her, yes, bless her Lord.

My mother is a rose

of petals

that keeps its perfume

very close to the heart.

Living our anguish

I do not know what he cried

that's why when mentioning it

I'm sorry of emotion.

My mother is like a chrome

of magic palette

Song pain tenderness

everything is in his voice

She owns my dreams,

although I am not a poet,

the verses to my mother

God inspires me.

How beautiful my mother is

what luck it is to have it and

How happy to see her

happy at home.