My Inspiration
I was once told,
Guard the most precious thing you 've with all at stake.
Now I was bold;
All I ever wanted was to protect my mother,
For she is my greatest insipiration.
Her heart thrived within the cold,
Pushing her limits everyday for her family;
At least that's what I've been told.
Mother, you make me believe in myself;
Help me do the right thing.
Constantly pushing me in order to gurantee me a bright future.
You give me purpose.
Make my life meaningful.
I will make you very proud, one day,
You believing in me,
Gives me the strength.
And I know I can be very difficult sometimes.
You know, I do everything for you,
And I would never hurt you in my lifetime.
Thank You, Mom
For everything.
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