Dear Mom
You guided me
When I feused to be guided
You protected me
When I found it silly to be protected
You cared for me
When I though you were overdoing it
You pampered me
When I didn't deem that fit
But as I look back over the years
In hindsighy, I do realize
That Im lucky to have a mom \
Who has an ocean of love in her eyes
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