Dearest Mother
By Khanyisa Brancon
Her power is like a hurricane
She can turn everything up-side-down
Her grace soo gentle
Like a protea flower bud
Her beauty is a fair'st summer
Nor will death brag about her
She is like a summer's rain
Always brings eternal happiness
Out of all,compared to nature
She is so sweet like honey
And she's called Mother
The best person at first sight.
2016-05-08
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