Once, when I was a child
Her hands I held
For support and care
Even when I stood bare
Her endurance, my guide
I always abide.
The prelude of growth struck
She by my side, my luck
Her words soft as feathers
Groomed my understanding of others
My love for her immortal
Her memories too, immortal.
My guardian angel
Always my albatross
Alife without her, inconceivable
As she is the water and I am her plant.
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