"Mother"
A mother's trials are her personal triumphs.
Beyond the horizon a sparkle is seen,
Fluttering swiftly as bright as a beam,
She surges skyward riding on the wind,
Then descends back to earth as she gloriously spins,
She leaves behind her a trail of silver and gold,
Her radiance reflects her innate qualities so bold,
She's precious and agile and dexterous with grace,
Her uniqueness is seen, in every crevice of her face,
At times her flight has been debauched and depraved,
Though she bounces back lithely with greatness and amaze,
So with each passing year her flight takes charge,
Unrivaled with greatness elusive as charm
She's unprecedented and peerless in all that she does,
So whimsical and amusing and so very much loved.
Fluttering swiftly as bright as a beam,
She surges skyward riding on the wind,
Then descends back to earth as she gloriously spins,
She leaves behind her a trail of silver and gold,
Her radiance reflects her innate qualities so bold,
She's precious and agile and dexterous with grace,
Her uniqueness is seen, in every crevice of her face,
At times her flight has been debauched and depraved,
Though she bounces back lithely with greatness and amaze,
So with each passing year her flight takes charge,
Unrivaled with greatness elusive as charm
She's unprecedented and peerless in all that she does,
So whimsical and amusing and so very much loved.
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