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There are two people in your life
who will always be a part of you every day,
wherever you go, whatever you do-
one of those people is your father, your Dad,
your hero, your strength, the one who will protect you,
defend you, work hard for you all his life;
and the other is your Mother, your Mum,
the first vision of beauty and perfection you ever saw,
and if you are as lucky as me
the kindest, the most caring, the most wonderful,
and the most amazing woman, and role-model,
you will ever be lucky to meet or ever know.

Our parents are the reason we are even alive
and kicking in the first place,
and if it were not for them we would literally
never have been born;
our parents saw our first moment, our first blink,
our first smile, our first adventure into unexplored territory
when we first set out on our own,
even if at first it was merely an exuberant crawl.

Our Mothers always know us better than we know ourselves;
our Mothers always want the best for us;
our Mothers always have an instinct
about what the next thing is going to be to come out of our mouths;
our Mothers always know all the names of the trees in our forest.

The best Mothers in the world would walk over hot coals for their children;
the best Mothers in the world would, and do, sacrifice anything
and everything else for their treasured offspring;
the best Mothers in the world would lay down their life for their child
in front of an oncoming train;
the best Mothers in the world would consider, and do consider,
the life and the happiness of their family their top-priority,
and they embrace every second of being a Mother,
and they love all the joy that honour, privilege, and gift, brings.

My Mum is smart, beautiful, fantastic, and true of heart;
my Mum is vibrant, special, funny, amazing, and unlike anyone;
my Mum is my soul, my friend, my conscience,
and she will be forever as she has been from the start.
My Mum is the greatest Mother, because she is always caring for others
like she always has her entire life,
and I am so lucky to be her son,
and I am the luckiest man in the world
that my Mother is my Mum.

Oxygen, air;
the invisible life-energy that fuels our heart, lungs, and mind-
the most precious prerequisite for all intelligent life on Earth
is a true gift of our planet that should never be undermined.

Oceans, the seas;
the vast cauldron and continuum of life from whence we all came-
that which nourishes and sustains our very way of living,
connects us all- every race, every species-
a universe in-and-of itself
that no one can hold mastery of, or claim.

Oil, petroleum;
the literal fuel that drives the wheels
and the majority of the machinery of the modern-age-
our slowly-but-surely vanishing acquaintance
that has assisted in delivering us all to where we are now-
the most important crutch
that humanity has to rid itself of,
or expose all life to a potentially world-withering phage.

Optimism, opportunity, offspring;
the most important life-changing necessities
that all conscious cousins of Earth
are endowed with the power to propel to there potential,
and to nurture-
the DNA of our past, the cement of our present,
the offspring to our worlds future.

Our contribution to the world may be limited, and small,
when compared to the entirety and the complexity of life’s,
the worlds, the universe’, tapestry, and story-
however, I belief we all have our part to play
and our place to be in the orbiting orchestral opera
of the “O” factory.

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