The women

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    The women

     She is as fresh as the fallen snow
    Leaves a glow wherever she goes

    Touches everyone that she ever meets
    Has a smile on her face for all
    Who she greets

    She is a song that
    Has never been sung
    The nucleaus that Keeps us as one

    Delightful and wise as can be
    The voice of reason
    Whenever she speaks

    My love and respect
    This women does hold
    This women has taught me
    Everything I know

    Should I be a good mother
    Sister or friend
    I thank my mother
    She made me who I am

    ©jewlianna ruggiero

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    StandingBear commented on The women

    09-07-2009

    An absolutely beautiful work relating the infallible love and above reproach characteristics of your mother. She would certainly love this great poem.
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    Jewl

    09/07/2009

    Thank you..my mother is a wonderful human.

    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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