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My Lady, My Mother

by: C.H.

My Mother is my Lady
My Lady is my Mother
And for this teeny Yorkie
I need love no other

She loves me, yes, she loves me
Of that I can be sure
And through the years our love
Has only grown more & more

I thrill so at my Mother's voice
Love when she sings to me
Cradled gently in her arms
Like a precious baby

She fills my dish with water
Makes sure my tummy's happy
We play together
Share cookies together
Before taking a lil' nappy

I miss her when she goes away
Think of her when I'm alone
Can't wait for when I wag my tail
The moment she comes home

Her squeezing hugs are warm
Her kisses feel so nice
I love my Mother, yes, I do
-- the sunshine of my life!






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