She Was.(To My Mother)

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She was a definition of beauty.💞
A sky full of stars she was,
you could wish on her in nights dark and sooty. 🌌
Her heart 's golden, her smile so kind, her eyes so true.🌹
Spreading love like a cool breeze in summer she blew.🍃
Worthless fell words when I tried to explain her,
She painted everything with her colours, everything that was near. 🌈
Her love may fall short for people around was the only thing she feared, 💞
So selfless, so loving she was, my Dahlia, she was so dear.💑

- A. Thapa

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