She is

She is a queen
She is a mother
An angel whose wings can’t be seen
She is our harbor

She is a pleasant song
She is an evening breeze
She picks you up even when you are wrong
Without her our world would freeze

She alone can create
She fills us with joy
Her love is so innate
She knows when to play and when to remain coy


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