Richest in love and care
Incredibly invincible of anything
Naive is thy description
Coolest mother and love of my father
Heaven awaits when thee leave us
Enamel us with thy protection
Nostalgia is the sickness without thou
Omniscient that no one can compete
Magnificent mama always in my heart.

by lhaki dodi

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Ah, yes, Walt Whitman: What you have left us is your legacy of poems written and celebrated, whose worth is far greater than that of the wealthy businessman who left his money as his legacy. What you have left is your love of our country and its people, your hopes for our future, your writings which are your very essence! All this we treasure, and we (who are people you never knew) thank you.