
Mother, a Mother of them all,
have the Passion for Life.
As soon as a Life is starting,
he or she feels the little Life inside.
The Impression goes stright to the Heart,
and a varm feeling comes snirckling
by a tiny, veiny, bitty Flame,
that springs up deep in the Heart.
One day it shall burst out and Live a Life of its own,
hopefully,
and maybe once get a Feeling
like a Mother or Father
sometimes get,
when they senses the Power of Life.
And you can maybe see a flower blooming out for Christmas,
taking the nessesary time to blossom.







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