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Ser Tu Mamá



Al Ser tu mamá
es siempre estar preocupada por vos, hijito
Me preocupo por tu seguridad física y espiritual.
Me preocupo cuando no comes lo suficiente.
Me preocupo cuando resbalas.
Me preocupo cuando no duermes mucho.

Al Ser tu mamá
es siempre estar cansada por haberte cuidado durante todo el día
porque jugamos juntos
y salimos a caminar
y cambié la ropa tuya y los pañales sucios.
Preparé la comida
y doblé la ropa
y te abrazaba
y te besaba
y te cuidaba.

Al ser tu mamá
es siempre estar enamorada
de vos, y de tu papí
son igualitos, son hermosos
y llenan mi corazón
y llenan mi vida.

Al ser tu mamá,
es siempre estar llena
de responsabilidad, y, a la vez, felicidad.

Al ser tu mamá,
aprendo de Dios
y lo adoro aún más
porque me creó, y te creó, y creó a tu papá
y nos dio la vida
y nos ama
aún más
que tu papí y yo
amamos a vos.

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