Strong Mother
You guide me and taught me
how to turn into the women I am
Making scarfices for me to have
the perfect life as I grow up
You are as bold as an flower
straight out of the roots of
the lovely ground I look
up to everything you do
from them long working
nights to them one day
off a week making me see
you obvisouly have to work
hard in order to get what
you want in this generation
Growing up as a african
american female I learned I
Have to push myself to do 10
times better than other men and
women I have to be stronger
Much wiser and you taught me all of
them wonderful things and Gave me
the best advice any girl growing into
a women would need as she matured
you light up a rooom with just your
amazing personalilty that floats around
a room of pepople like a colorful eye
catching butterfly.
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