See I never knew love at 1st sight till I met you. . .
See today I don't want to talk about how you clothed or fed me without asking for anything in return
See today I want to talk about YOU
About how your eyes light up the mere sight of my presence,
Eyes that make me want to believe in myself even when I'm at my lowest.
I want to talk about that smile,
That smile that reminds me that even in my darkest hour
YOU ARE my Northen Star, guiding me through to the end of the tunnel
And those hands,thoseBeautifully wrinkled hands,
That stitched back every heartbreak, wiped every tear but most of all
Made me call them HOME
You may think that you are celebrated only once every year but today I TELL YOU
When I look at my eyes,my smile,my hands. .
I see nothing more than a reflection of the phenomenal woman I first laid eyes on, the woman I simply call uMama
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