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My Mother, that's Who
Who would send me flowers,
When my heart was heavy laden?
Who would shout and clap for me,
Whenever I felt like paradin'?

Who would listen, very thoughtfully,
Whenever I'd just have to boo hoo?
Who always thinks I'm special,
No matter what I do?

Who always seems to love me,
Even whenever I'm crying?
Who always pats me on the back,
When she sees how hard I'm trying?

Who is the angel in disguise?
Who is proud of things I do?
Who do I love with all my heart?
My mother, that's who.

© 2002 by Claytia Doran

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