Most of all the other beautiful things in life come by twos and threes, by dozens and hundreds. Lots of flowers, stars, sunsets, rainbows, brothers and sisters, aunts and cousins, comrades and friends—but only one mother in the whole world!
If I had a
flower for every time I thought of you… I could walk through my flower fields
forever!
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