A Mothers Poem
your mother is your rock,
she has a heart of gold;
she will never tell you
the love for you she does hold,
she may yap in every way
just to prove they really do care,
she sits very quiet
as if she is annoyed,
but in heart heart,
you fill her with joy,
she trys to teach you
about the things in life,
the she condemns you
when things dont go wright,
she is there if you ever need her
and pour your heart out,
for life has treated you badly
but she will say things will work out,
she may have hit you
with a slipper or two,
this was a funny way
to show she loves you,
she would give you the world
and leave her self skint,
just to give you every single thing,
my mother is my dimond
a would do anything for her,
i hope i make her proud
for what i have of her,
i dont have her temper,
nor her yapping to,
but there is no other mother
the way mothers love you;;;;;
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