This poem is for the Mothers in the world including my own mom.
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A rose can’t compare to a Mother’s beauty, where would I be if God had not put me in your womb.
From the womb you were destined to be my mother from the time I was placed into your arms; I felt your unconditional love for me.
A rose can’t compare to a Mother’s beauty, a mother can sense when there is trouble in her child or children lives. Heart to heart, soul to soul-body, mind, and spirit a mother will always be connected to her sons and daughters.
What is a Rose?
Roses come in varies of colors, flowers that has a radiant of beauty, its fragrance of a potpourri blossoms everywhere. Roses only last a certain time, not an eternity.
A rose can’t compare to a Mother’s beauty for a rose only shows its true beauty during a bright early morn, reflecting the dew drops of the glistening sun.
A rose can’t compare to a Mother’s Beauty, for a rose’s beauty withers and dies; a mother’s beauty will last for all
eternity, no one or nothing can’t compare a mother’s love or beauty to anything else. A mother’s beauty will always last a lifetime. Even in death her body-just like the rose will wither and die, but her soul, her inner beauty will last forever.
To me, your beauty will always shine as I grow into man or womanhood. So here’s the crimson ties as the petals of wisdom, beauty, and love flows down upon me
Completing that piece of security and I just want you to have this rose that will always last forever.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
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