Thy Mother Thy Father, Just Mostly Thy Mother

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My wonderful mother, so humble and kind

Never asked for anything but homemade cards and health

Always underappreciated and out of mind

And she still considered her family her wealth

 

Teaching me to be a good man and good son

I've had to help her the more she goes through

Though there is no way for me to be as admirable as she's been

I hope I'm enough for her too

This poem is about: 
My family

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