She’s the one we could rely on

when things were sorely scarce,

to always find a way to get by

when it went from bad to worse.

She’s the one true matriarch,

the gel at the center of all,

never too far away from us;

never more than a call.

Sacrificing all she had,

for us, her flesh and blood,

always standing second place

to the family’s common good.

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