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My first pace at mom
Make she a bunch of smile
My first touch at her is
Much for her waiting

My flower in the garden is
Still sending it's smell
Like the walking of my mom,
It swinging on the breeze

Now she is trying to pace at me
I just waiting for her patiently
When she falling here and there
She look at me  and make a smile
      
        The smile of maternity.....


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