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The World of Mothers
Lots and lots of things happen.
Everyday is a bright one.
Flowers, stars, and all creation,
Make this world a beauty.
Mothers are wondrous things.
The sun is setting in the West,
Clouds in the sky are drifting by.
Where, oh where will I go?
To my mother's side I will run.
She comforts me when I'm in vain.
Thank God for things like them,
More marvelous than anything else.
