To my mother
February 28th of 1987,a girl born beautiful like she came from heaven
Pretty black skin and bowed little legs
Destined for greatness awakening within
Fighting her tears and showing her strength
She is a goddess step up to repent
A queen what she is and everything I owe
Put me in the world like a seed that you sow
Grateful as ever on;y thing I can be
I love you no matter mom what I hope that you see
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