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A mother's struggle for happiness for her children. |
I'm A Mother A poem for my children I wake up smiling with thoughts of my day, a breeze through my window, my children will play. My heart is exploding with love and with joy, for my little children; My girl and my boy. I am their mother, to them strong and sincere, I'm supposed to be warm and always near. I cry from the inside, I'm trapped from within. To explain all my sorrow, where do I begin? They are my strength, my reason for life, my reason to be happy and give them a good life. I will succeed in winning this fight! For my children will be happy and my mind will be right! |