Her caring, tender like no other
Your soothing voice, forever calming
Your bright smile always charming
Your love for me is unmatching
Even with things so trival
Your unwavering love knows no rival
In the darkest of days, who am I to doubt you
But your meek heart makes me become like you
For no one can understand your suffering
Even though I place myself as an offering.
Mother Mother, my sweet mother
Plss listen to the calls of your beloved son. )
Poem by Israel and sylar
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