She

She is what I aspire to be

gentle, loving, kind and free.

Soft and warm and close to my heart.

I loved her from the very start.

She gives me hope and unconditional love.

I was sent to her from God above. 

Without her I cannot imagine life 

I need her near me to withhold my strife

She  is what I aspire to be, 

Without her I cannot be me.

She is my mom and I love her so,

so with me on the island she goes. 

MENTORING 

This poem is about: 
My family
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