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ElidethAbreu

** Mother Utimia**

In fields of gold, where love’s sweet essence blooms,
There dwells a mother, Utimia, a precious soul.
Her kindness shines like morning’s gentle light,
Her grace a balm that heals the broken heart.
 
With hands that hold the world in tender care,
She weaves a tapestry of love and wisdom rare.
Her voice, a melody that soothes the troubled mind,
Her laughter, like a river flowing pure and kind.
 
In her eyes, the stars of night find their home,
Reflecting all the wonders of a life well known.
Her spirit dances with the wind’s soft sigh,
A gentle whisper telling tales of days gone by.
 
Oh, Utimia, mother dear, so pure and true,
Your love surrounds us like the morning dew.
In every heartbeat, in every breath we take,
Your presence lingers, a sweet embrace we make.
 
May your light forever guide our wandering way,
And in our hearts, your memory will never fade.
For you, dear mother, are our guiding star,
Our strength, our love, no matter near or far.
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