She is a woman and a mother full of grace

Angels are on assignment on her case

Evidence of God's goodness, all over her you can trace

A mother with a heart of gold

So evident, you don't need to be told

Her youthfulness would blow your mind

Her feet shine with glad tidings

Her smile is infectious - easing every pain

Her goodness moves faster than the train

Her influence falls everywhere like the rain

She's calm, gentle, amazing without a life of strain

Her soft-spoken words appease the hardest of hearts

Her words are seasoned with sweetness and goodness

I am happy to call her mother as she calls me son

Happy Birthday to you, mama

I love you without apology and without reservations, ma.

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Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.