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Mum


She was hurt 

she loved 

she drank 

she forgive 

she forgot 

she got sick 

she cried 

she became week 

but never gave up 

she stayed strong even in a hospital bed 

even in the different hospital 

places she never wanted to  be in and places she had to be in.

she handed over her life to the lord in the moment before death.

she became  happy and well, yes it was a miracle.

no more drinking ,just the odd cries 

she struggles but she’s strong ,she has scars ,she gets sad,

 but she’s amazing and without of a fail she never forgot to                                               

Love us ,clean us ,feed us. she is amazing and there no one like her.

She  is my mother and I’m blessed to have her.

                            LOVE YOU MUMMY                    

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