Mother to her Mom, leaving all her fun, went through a lot of stress before she passed on,
Obliged to her children, we never felt alone, she would always be there singing on any tone
Times she sacrificed, all the love she shared, made us so happy and of course we were richly fed
Heeded to every word, her shouting strikes like a sword, but no matter how angry we'll always have that bond
Energy never got exhausted, no matter how weak, she would try to make us happy throughout the week
Restless love she has, always buying us cards and being her son of course I'm glad.
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