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Pride of a mother!

To have been blessed, with the grace of two sons!
The pride you feel just rolls in, in tons!
To watch them grow from birth and go!
So far in life, So much to show!
From push on bikes to their first car!
From crys of need to then succeed!
The toils of life theyve had to bare!
Their mum around to always care!
The growing up so fast its sad!
Not long enough my boys I had!
Now all grown up and living life!
Alone to deal with any strife!
But I no they are not alone!
They have eachother, together grown!
To go through life side by side!
Brothers they are, will never hide!
The bond they grew so ever strong!
Between them both I'll hear their song!
I always knew my boys had form!
A force of nature, like a storm!
Nothing will ever get them down!
Coz both inside deep, hides the clown!
Who laughs and makes, life what should be!
My sons! Mums pride! but all for me!
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