my mom an i
she held onto me in her big round belly for nine months 1 day an 6 hours
she held onto me when I saw the world for the first time
she held onto me cradled into her arms to keep me safe
she held on to me my first day of school
she held onto me when I feel in the playground an scraped my knees
she held onto me when daddy died
she held onto me an now in this jar I hold her
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I grew up knowing what I want to do an that's be a writer ; I wanna spread my peoms across the globe an hopefully one day get discovered so thanks for everyones support in my one woman a thousand word dream
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