The jingle of the cheers; the resonance of the claps
And; I
Like a fading trace of self, receiving admiration in the focus of crowd,
The dazzled gratitude, enfolded words, drenched stare
And; I
Like an undying hope of self, gathering appreciation in the tangle of terms,
Retiring smile on my lips; in my hands my first reward
And; I
Listening to the dripping words for my loved ones; my Identity
Oh! My Daughter thanks for saying
“My mother; my shower of blessing
Heart so tender; soul so precious
My strong guidance; my source of comfort
My mother, my mighty strength
You are so special
You are My Mother”
Oh! Mom gratitude for believing
“My daughter; my sweet reward
Full of wisdom, warmth and love,
My adorable miracle; my enduring wonder
You are so special
You are My Daughter”
O! Little Sis; warmth for knowing
“My sister; my amazing supporter
Symbol of affection; my special connection
My unusual happiness; my wonderful memories
You are so special
You are My Sister”
Oh my Love; affection for accepting
“My wife; my selfless beloved
Motif of patience; emblem of splendor
My eternal union; my glorious console
You are so special
You are My Wife”
The festoon of words woven, the garland of tags knotted
And; I
Like a wandered search of self, looking for myself,
in a Mother, Daughter, Sister, and Wife
Oh, how I wanted someone to say
Oh the grace so sensitive; the voiceless vitality
Unwavering influence; the careful strength
The delicate angle; the beautiful Lord
You are so special
You are Women
Ah! With the retiring smile on my lips,
I glanced at the reward in my hands
That I so wanted to
Grace the Women as a Woman
Nauschien
And; I
Like a fading trace of self, receiving admiration in the focus of crowd,
The dazzled gratitude, enfolded words, drenched stare
And; I
Like an undying hope of self, gathering appreciation in the tangle of terms,
Retiring smile on my lips; in my hands my first reward
And; I
Listening to the dripping words for my loved ones; my Identity
Oh! My Daughter thanks for saying
“My mother; my shower of blessing
Heart so tender; soul so precious
My strong guidance; my source of comfort
My mother, my mighty strength
You are so special
You are My Mother”
Oh! Mom gratitude for believing
“My daughter; my sweet reward
Full of wisdom, warmth and love,
My adorable miracle; my enduring wonder
You are so special
You are My Daughter”
O! Little Sis; warmth for knowing
“My sister; my amazing supporter
Symbol of affection; my special connection
My unusual happiness; my wonderful memories
You are so special
You are My Sister”
Oh my Love; affection for accepting
“My wife; my selfless beloved
Motif of patience; emblem of splendor
My eternal union; my glorious console
You are so special
You are My Wife”
The festoon of words woven, the garland of tags knotted
And; I
Like a wandered search of self, looking for myself,
in a Mother, Daughter, Sister, and Wife
Oh, how I wanted someone to say
Oh the grace so sensitive; the voiceless vitality
Unwavering influence; the careful strength
The delicate angle; the beautiful Lord
You are so special
You are Women
Ah! With the retiring smile on my lips,
I glanced at the reward in my hands
That I so wanted to
Grace the Women as a Woman
Nauschien
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