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Motherhood
an ode to a mother |
| I have to thank my mother for who I am~ Afterall, she developed me. She nurtured my senses as a toddler Supported my learning as a child Showed me unconditional love Fought with me as a teenager Even let me cry on her shoulder after... She let me move on when time came Still calls to tell me she loves me When I forget to call because life is so busy. Her love for me has helped to shape me Into a young woman, proud of who I am~ Confident, moralistic, head-strong, fair And capable of showing love. Most importantly - capable of showing love So that one day I may have a child of my own And no matter the doubts I may feel about parenting I will always love that child And show love to that child And hopefully do as good of a job as my mother did with me To help her overcome her fears, qualms, issues... And to live a child's life to its fullest And have the capabilities of showing love. |