The tiredness, the suffering, the nine months of pain
                              Seeing you alive takes it all away
                              The chocolate cookies and the lovely bedtime stories
                              Seeing you happy, she too is the same
                              The disrespect, the talking backs, the cursing harsh words
                              She would always try to understand and endure
                              She would do it all over again
                              Just for you, my friend.
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