A MOTHER BLESSED
Listen up, world, I've got a tale to tell, about mother who rocks and has excelled. She birthed children, that's turned right; sustain them all, Raised them right, proud, strong, and, tall!
At eighty-six years young, she's seen it all, A journey of love, she'll never let them fall. Her kids turned out fine, each one well-adjusted, this is her time, let's return all the love she's invested.
She faced the struggles head-on, no retreat, With a heart so strong, intimidation could not beat. Sacrifices was her game,uy giving her all, building a legacy, with sweet memory, right with Godpp.
Her embrace was a loving shelter, like tendering guiding light, who through thick and thin, Is there always supportive. With wisdom flowing like a river, never ceasing, She shaped their souls, made them believe in amity.
Through sleepless nights and dreams she dared to chase, She toiled and prayed, seeking God's grace. Her faith was unshakable, a force divine, Guiding her children in life's grand design.
Oh, mummy Omelime, your strength we acclaim, Your love and legacy, a burning flame. As your kids gathered around you, hearts full of gratitude, Gifts and cheers, with heartfelt 86th interlude.
For all the love you gave, they all say thank you, memory bond unbreakable, forever true. You stood as their rock, their shining star, A mother divine; a champion in grace vineyard.
Oh, mother of valour, your strength we embrace, Your legacy shines, lighting up this space. In honour of your eighty-sixth year, We celebrate you, with joy and cheer!
So let's give it up for this incredible grand matron, Whose story of triumph will forever be seen. With love and admiration, We raise our glasses as voices, To this sacrificial lamb who made an early single motherly choice.
Who love and raise her children, against all odds, Defying limits, breaking down the facade. She's a superhero, an inspiration, no doubt, A mother she is indeed; stand up and shout out!
To a mother of valour: Your endurance we proclaim, Your love and legacy, an eternal flame. In this memory poetic journey, we sing your praise, A loving mother's triumph, here is a poem to lighten up your day!
Here is to you, oh mighty matriarch, An emblem of love, a shining spark. Happy eighty-sixth and counting birthday, may your days stay bright, As we celebrate you, morning, noon, and night!
At eighty-six years young, she's seen it all, A journey of love, she'll never let them fall. Her kids turned out fine, each one well-adjusted, this is her time, let's return all the love she's invested.
She faced the struggles head-on, no retreat, With a heart so strong, intimidation could not beat. Sacrifices was her game,uy giving her all, building a legacy, with sweet memory, right with Godpp.
Her embrace was a loving shelter, like tendering guiding light, who through thick and thin, Is there always supportive. With wisdom flowing like a river, never ceasing, She shaped their souls, made them believe in amity.
Through sleepless nights and dreams she dared to chase, She toiled and prayed, seeking God's grace. Her faith was unshakable, a force divine, Guiding her children in life's grand design.
Oh, mummy Omelime, your strength we acclaim, Your love and legacy, a burning flame. As your kids gathered around you, hearts full of gratitude, Gifts and cheers, with heartfelt 86th interlude.
For all the love you gave, they all say thank you, memory bond unbreakable, forever true. You stood as their rock, their shining star, A mother divine; a champion in grace vineyard.
Oh, mother of valour, your strength we embrace, Your legacy shines, lighting up this space. In honour of your eighty-sixth year, We celebrate you, with joy and cheer!
So let's give it up for this incredible grand matron, Whose story of triumph will forever be seen. With love and admiration, We raise our glasses as voices, To this sacrificial lamb who made an early single motherly choice.
Who love and raise her children, against all odds, Defying limits, breaking down the facade. She's a superhero, an inspiration, no doubt, A mother she is indeed; stand up and shout out!
To a mother of valour: Your endurance we proclaim, Your love and legacy, an eternal flame. In this memory poetic journey, we sing your praise, A loving mother's triumph, here is a poem to lighten up your day!
Here is to you, oh mighty matriarch, An emblem of love, a shining spark. Happy eighty-sixth and counting birthday, may your days stay bright, As we celebrate you, morning, noon, and night!
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