One woman

One Woman

She is tough,

When I don’t do my stuff.

 

She is kind,

She also has a beautiful mind.

 

She cries,

Because she tries.

 

She is strong,

Because she has done this for so long.

 

She has taught me to be free,

And be just me.

 

She has lived a life,

With great strife.

 

When she is loud,

It’s because she is proud.

 

She stands tall,

When people try to make her small.

 

She is the bomb,

Because she is my mom.

 

This poem is about: 
My family
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