Monday 10 August 2009

My yellow cushion

I love my mother.
She is my yellow cushion.
When she smiles, everything is brighter
and I know I will be ok
She laughs with me till we are silly
She is a funny cushion
With her daily dose of love
I know I will be ok
Soon she will go away
My faraway cushion
But with her sms's, calls and skypes
I know I will be ok :-)

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