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Mom


The one who is my provider,

The one who will be there even when she is tired.

 Who Loved me through my good and my bad,

 the one who I just want to make glad.

You inspire me to keep going every day,

The things you’ve taught me I use in every way.

 

You are always routing for me

Even when in am too blind to see.

I’ve seen you struggle; I’ve seen you fight

You did it all, so I can have a great life.

 

To the woman I owe my life

The one who has always kept me alive

From watching the things you’ve overcome

This is why you’re the woman I want to become

 

You keep me going, you are my drive.

Only for great things will I strive.

No matter what life may bring,

I know that my mother’s love is unwavering.

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