My Precious Mothers

In tears and agony she laboured to bring me forth;
With tenderhearted and care she brings me up;
I n love and and warmth in her arms she bears me up;
When am terrified she looked at my eyes to cheer me up;
When all is hard and rough she never traded me for her pleasure.
My precious Mum I love you for allowing my wife to take me up;
 from where you knew I can live up to take care of you when you are old..
Now I can say am in safe hands of my Mum in my wife and daughter.
Long live my Mum,
 Long live my wife,
 Long live my daughter;
You are all precious mothers to me.
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