B-Bern
I glanced at the woman beside me and all I could see was her hair. Daring to see more of her, I poked her arm and looked straight into her eyes. Suddenly, fragments of memories came in mind. Me as a baby cuddled in her arms, her hands around my wrists as she guided my first steps. Her lips kissing my tears away as the pain on m knees fades, her eyes full of love and concern when my cheeks burn from embarrassment. Her smile that shows how proud she was when I received my first report card. Lastly, the tears that poured from her eyes as I let go of her hand. Snapping back to reality, I remembered that I knew this woman. The woman beside me was my mom. And I would love her 'til the very end of eternity.
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