My Mom
Wisdom, courage, brave, hard working
Things she was so good at beyond my imagination
Her face was like no other being
She had a mole on the weirdest part of her nose
But she called it her beauty mark
She worried about what people thought about her clothes
Always buying the nicest clothes even if she couldn't afford it
She is almost at the point where working out would be too hard for her
With her flabby arms and a decent size belly
She had taught me so much
Way more than I could have on my own
She played a big part in my life
She was someone I share dark and loving moments in the past
With many more to come
I know I’ve done things differently
Things I shouldn’t have done
Things I should’ve done, but I was too ignorant and selfish
Things I should’ve said, but couldn’t because I was afraid
No matter what happened
She accepted me and guided me
She helped break through obstacles we didn’t think we can
My mom is a fire, keeping the family warm
She is a clock, keeping track of time
She is a book, always having something to say
She is an ocean, casting bad times away
She is a chilly night in spring
She is a sun rising in the sky
She is a glowing moon in the night
She is like a math problem, hard to figure out
She is a bowl, of the most sweetest ice cream you can get
My mom may be the most marvelous, motivating, magnificent mother
She is the person responsible for being who I am today
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