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My Mother Is Special To Me



My mother is special to me. She has the key, The key to my heart. And she has the biggest part.,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 21 August 2006
Author: Heather
Rating: 3.4/5 (16 votes cast)
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My Mother Is Special To Me
My mother is special to me.
She has the key,
The key to my heart.
And she has the biggest part.
She is an angel,
There isn't another like her.
And if it did occur.
She'd still be the best,
Because the rest,
Don't mean as much to me.
So, now you see,
My mother is special to me.

* This is for my Mother's Day card I made my mom.

- Heather -

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