The reason I grew

Like the rose garden she caters,

Every part of me stems from her.

 

She has become my inspiration,

I have grounded myself in a similar foundation.

 

I was an adolescent imitator,

Growing alongside my collaborator.

 

An appreciation for her complexion,

I hope she sees herself in my reflection.

 

My strength, my growth, my bloom

Should all be accredated to you

My mother, my model, my muse

You are the reason I grew

 

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Me
My family
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