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When I look at you it's wonderful and it really amazes me you see, that we resemble a mirror and that you are the perfect image of me.
The way you handle your children and how you protect them and try to give them anything in this world, reminds me of how I strived for you and your sisters my sweet little baby girl.
You work hard to make sure that your babies have a roof over their heads, and you make sure to be there when they said their prayers at night before they go to bed.
I see they are your peace in a world that is full of raging storms, and how much you really loved them when you wrap them in your arms.
I see the way you disipline them and how you do it with loving care, and how you want them presented to the world by the many hours you spend braiding up their hair.
No one would ever be able to say you don't love your babies by all the little small things you do, I see it as a reflection of the love I always gave to you.
So I watch you as a grandmother who just wants to spoil her gift of love to death, and know that the gift of love keeps giving and we are nowhere near done yet.
I'll be the one who let's them get away with tiny mischeifs as I bake them cakes and pies, just a small token of how I feel about my babies and there's no need to wonder why?
I'm so proud of my baby girl as I see my gift of love has planted a seed, because you are not my reflection but a better and stronger image of me.............
