For his mother please. Mine. And others. One is, itself, valuable, irreplaceable, unique mother. Our life. Our affection.Is our concern. The guardian angel us. Our joy. Recourse us. And baby. And child. And youthful. And in men. And in old age! Mother sweet always and forever!
My heart and soul and mind and hands and feet and eyes and ears and all night and day for us. Holy and sacred person!Certainly, this is a man and make the effort. On upset or difficulty. On the chagrin bad thing in our head. On illness sickens us the poisons of death of children.So this beautiful existence, ideally, the blood donor of life and love, for this please. Add strength to strength.Lighting in children.
Thanks to her grandchildren.Bless, O God, my mother, my, other, black, the red man, the Chinese, the peasant, the city, the illiterate,It's their scheduled, all mothers, rich and give to tech your grace and all good.And me increased appreciation, reputation, respect, love, understanding, obedience, sympathy, cooperation, thanks, gratitude for the mother.For the mother to please, this hour. Which the value of a mother. Same and like are each mother. Dear. Blessed. Pilgrim.
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