Annelise Lords
1 min readMay 15, 2020

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Let every joy I feel, echo in her heart.
Let every tear she sheds, fall from my eyes.
Let every happiness I experience, be hers.
Let every sorrow that hits her heart, ache mine.
Let me take all her burden, and she, all my comfort.

Triple, triple, triple, triple bbbeeeaaauuutttiiifffuuulll. Mothers are god’s gift to their children. Thank you for making her proud of you. Stay that way.

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