A solid rock on which to stand
A soft touch, a gentle hand
A meek spirit, a kind heart
And those things are just the start.
A shining light
Knowledge of right
A just arm
Keeps one from harm
What is this thing of which I speak?
Who is this one with spirit so meek?
This star among stars?
This light among lights?
It is the...
Caretaker, loving one, giver of hugs and kisses
The provider, my protector who keeps me from harm,
And so much much more.
This person of whom I speak, this person...
Is my Mother.
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