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plants a kiss & hugs as we let out a yawn.
The enthusiasm, freshness - she exudes of a kid
learnt the ways to wish, who recently did.
My Mummy- She's my kid, my baby...
like her, one day, I pray to be...
She reads my thoughts, insecurities & fears
looks deep into the heart, strips my soul & washes it clear.
Her presence is divine, like that of a kid...
You share yourself out, keeping nothing hid.
She scolds, shows an eye and goes cross
when I err, fight, lose focus or try to boss.
She then explains the right, advices & preaches in mid
And, then loves unconditionally, truly, like a kid.
She teases, plays, laughs, cries along
teaches me the virtues & makes me strong
Night falls, she hugs & sleeps cuddled like a kid
with her soft skin & her smell - all the worries do get rid.
My Mummy- She's my kid, my baby...
like her..
one day...
I hope to be...
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