"You are my baby, my child, and my heart will always go with you."

A great mother is one who can mold a great future.

A child of a loving woman is a child who will spread love. A child without a mother will not know of such, but a child who losing a mother such as that, is a child who carries a passionate pain. An unquenchable ache from within the soul, a scattered heart unmendable, a life ruined with sadness.

The child grew, blossoming with grace and beauty. The child grew, strong and bold. The child grew, fluttering freely with balance and wisdom. Everything her mother was, she became. Everything her mother wanted, she would seek out and achieve.

A great mother is one who can mold a great future. And a great future is what the child sought out to unfold.

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