My Mother Poetry

The women who birth me

My protecter in times of fear and doubt

she will never judge me, so I never hold out

I release my feelings, as she embraces them

Not judging, not saying a word she listens

I cry my sorrows out to my mother

When I feel sad, mad, and defeated

My mother is there to comfort me

When the world is to blind to see

My mother, my protecter, provider

I will always bare the truth to her

For I am her daughter

My mother, my mother her love is a shield

My mother, Poetry, she accepts me for who I am

She is proud of me, the strong women she has built

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