The root stabilises the stem,
provides for the growth of the tree.
The sun warms up the Earth,
never leaving it frozen.
The wind sings to the land,
putting it to sleep with a lullaby.
The water protects the land,
from distant and nearby harm.
A beauty in its own making
the blankets that hug the bed-
affectionately.
The rains tears are wiped away,
by the winds gentle and comforting hands.
The irreplaceable, unbreakable
base of a cup, or binding of a book,
keeping intact its most precious item.
Me.
Although they are lovely things,
all of them are not things,
but one person-
that outshines them all.
I am not afraid to say
I love her.
Because I truly do.
She is my first friend,
She is my deadliest enemy.
She is my girlfriend.
She is my wife.
She is my daughter.
She is my sister...
But first. She is.
My mother.
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