Mother Dearest
Mother Dearest,
you have opened my eyes to the clearest
blue skies where birds sing,
even after the wrath of the Almightgy king.
You have taught me patience is key
and for that I am thankful that you have shaped me.
Without your hand showing me the way
I would not be standing where I am today.
Your kindness is what I admired all these years
and now all I am asking is to sit amoung other peers.
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