Momma

Your warm embrace,

your kind smile, your voice saying

I love your face

and that you're proud of me.

Your unified presence made me strong

and determined.

The days are long

and I miss you.

You're the most hardworking 

others are jealous,

smirking 

and causing drama

But we are the only ones

who get to call you Momma.

This poem is about: 
My family

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