Let me paint her if I may
As I see her day by day.
With oval cheeks and lily face
Ever aglow with heavenly Grace.
With two bright eyes that ever shine
Like the votive in a shrine.
Gently, Saintly, tender hearted
For her virtue never parted;
This is mother.
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