She was her mothers daughter
Fighting till the endNever giving up as giving up wasnt for themShe was definitely her mothers daughter as they held the same presence Both had bosoms fullEven though the mothers were a mer palm full And the daughter, large in size It didnt effect the judgement She was her mothers daughter with that same look in her eye Determined till the end Not understanding the definition of quittingAs to them quitting meant never winning And as yu see them, they stand as winners They look like goddesses in the sun And queens in the darkThey hold a presence so strong Look at them you can tell her That girl, who holds beauty, is her mothers daughter As wen i see her mother so young and breath taking, you can see she is the daughters mother