Mother's book

Mother Soulsavior

Mother was kissing her child,
Setting protection from harm around
She whispered:
«You are my bright soul,
Pure sunshine,
Beware of all evil so to be fine.
Hold onto me tightly whatever»
And the soul held onto her Mother,
Protected from all harm forever
Mother is a savior of her child soul,
Guarding his wellbeing from evil and foe.

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