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