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and she's the first beautiful face you see
the first soul that you touch
the first hand that you hold
the first to love you so much
your memories are filled with her
--open arms, gentle hands, familiar voice,
radiant smile, soft hair, joyful heart--
she's your number one, your person of choice
and as you grow up
she guides you through your years.
she's ever-present: your best cheerleader
and your pillar through the tears
you can't imagine life without her
but so suddenly that one-day comes,
for life ever-reliably revolves full circle.
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and you're the last beautiful face she sees: her son.
