Poem #19

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My light that illuminates the darkness I

frequently see — the colors that

Outstand the dullness of both black and white

That never fails to inspire thee

How thankful I am to have a mother like you,

I cannot simply

Express with only a single word or two

Regardless of how I acted, I love you so deeply

and we will never be parted.

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An acrostic poem to the person who gave birth to me ♡ happy birthday!

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 01, 2017 ⏰

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