As precious as all gold,
God made her very special,
Then threw away the mould.
She cares about our worries;
Listens to our woes,
Gives us hugs and kisses;
Her love forever flows.
When troubles come our way,
She's there to hold our hand;
Never will she judge us;
She'll always understand.
No other could compare
With the love that she displays,
From the moment of our birth
She will guide us all our days.
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