She is the sunrise
She is the sunset
Spreads her rays of blessings
Which reaches every one of them
She is the figure of God
Whom I can talk to
She is my strength
She is my weakness
She cares about me
More than anything in the world
Even if I am in the wrong
She is always there for me
She is the cure for sickness
She is the reason for happiness
She is the moon of my darkness
Whose light constitutes as hope
For my eudemonia of grimness
She is the empress of the house
She is auspicious for my future
Even the richest man in the world
Is poor without her mother
She is the epitome of creation
She is the obsolete of creation
Cherish the minute moment spent with her
Share your deplore, share your laughter
Never let her bawl
Never make her melancholy
It may lead to a tempestuous rain
Which can be perpetual tragedy
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