Dear Mother

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My country

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rpittman614

I AM what my mother made me.

All thosee value learned over the kitchen table at dinner.

You buildt me up strong and independent.

When I cowed behind closed doors,

You pushed me out into the open. 

I AM those who have me helped me on the journey you started. 

I'll bring you on the long journy ahead that I no longer fear. 

 

 

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