The Sun or Wind or The Unknown.
As I sit at home, on the couch, I wonder what inspires me.
Does the sun inspire me?
Or does the way the wind makes the blowing trees sound?
I think, those things aren’t it, they don’t inspire me.
Then it hits me, I know what inspires me.
A hard worker, an intelligent person,
Someone who puts others before themselves,
And someone who teaches other life lessons inspires me.
I think some more, who is this person or thing that inspires me?
My mom, Karen Valentino is my inspiration.
Great morals, strong and independent, caring, nurturing are just a few characteristics that’s my mother possess.
I’m uplift to be a better person every day.
The way my mom presents herself makes me wonder,
Will I ever be like her?
I get up from the couch now,
ready to start my life.
Why do I suddenly feel like I can take on the world?
My mom walked by and I feel like as long as she’s there I’m invincible.
My mom inspires me.
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