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A poem I wrote for my mother. |
| I want to thank my mother For raising me right. She was my cover Through all the cold night. Taught me the best, Taught me the worst. But under her breast I was always hers. Not seen as a burden, Just as a blessing. Never uncertain And never second guessing. I believe I know you. You showed me to grow. Told me what i could do When nothing I'd know. Giving it all to the fullest, And lived it all through. You know you're the coolest, For this: Mom I love you! |