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Have A Great Mothers Day

If I were a painter I'd paint you the sky And depict you as a bird flying high With your smile beaming in place of the sun ,

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sara

Date:

21 August 2006

Author:

Elijah

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Have A Great Mothers Day

If I were a painter I'd paint you the sky
And depict you as a bird flying high
With your smile beaming in place of the sun
And wave banners in the clouds saying "your #1

If I could sing I'd sing your favorite song
Because in my eyes you can do no wrong
You'd give me anything in the world
That's why you are my favorite girl

Just being near you makes me fly like a kite
And I love you with all my hearts might
I guess that's all I'm trying to say
So I love you have a great mothers day!!

I know its not my best work. It was a last minute poem I forgot all about Mothers day

-Elijah -

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