She is a rose, big and bold,Â
And her eyes are sharp,Â
And her smile is bright,Â
And her laugh is infectious,Â
And her talk is soft, waiting for summer,Â
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She is a lightning bolt ready to strike,Â
And her hands are always busy,Â
And her footprints are engraved on the hill,Â
And her walks purposeful,Â
And her run flows,Â
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She is the stars always there,Â
And her heart is an overflowing cup,Â
And her love is warm like a fuzzy blanked,Â
You are my mum, and you are the best.Â