Today is my mother's XX birthday.
She is warm spaghetti, Beautiful, red roses and warm hugs. She is home. She is shopping and leather loafers, water and wine. She is Gigi, she is inspiration, she is my conscience. She is sandy somersaults, literature, wave jumpers and classical music. She is laughter, adventure and enchiladas. She is my compass rose.
She holds my heart and my hand (no matter how old I am).
Happy Birthday, Mom.
She is warm spaghetti, Beautiful, red roses and warm hugs. She is home. She is shopping and leather loafers, water and wine. She is Gigi, she is inspiration, she is my conscience. She is sandy somersaults, literature, wave jumpers and classical music. She is laughter, adventure and enchiladas. She is my compass rose.
She holds my heart and my hand (no matter how old I am).
Happy Birthday, Mom.
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