There is no velvet so soft as a mother's lap no rose as lovely as her smile,no path so flowery as that imprinted with her footsteps.
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Monday, May 11, 2009
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There is no velvet so soft as a mother's lap no rose as lovely as her smile,no path so flowery as that imprinted with her footsteps.
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