How I love your quirks
Moody with greyness
Then full of excitement
In the next breath
I will hold you near
A mother's love
Is never ending
It spurs on in strides
My ultimate objective
Is to see the flame
Burning in your eyes
Each to your own theme
How I love your whims
Secrets you share
Only I am privileged
To hear and be still
While you open up
A mother's love
Is never limited
It flows with the wind
My supreme objective
Is to see the flame
Igniting in your soul
From the heart
Char
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