My Mother

Tue, 04/12/2016 - 13:11 -- zodeezo

If it wasn't for her I would not be here

When my dad was gone for months and months

She was always there

She is always here for me 

Through thick and thin

She has raised me well

Through all these years

From place to place 

She was there 

She has taught so many things

She does not know how much she truly means to me

The day grows closer and closer

In which I will have to leave her and start my own adventure

But when that day comes she will be with me

I can not live without her

For she is my mother

My favorite person

 She was my first friend

She will always be here when others will not

My mother is the person I truly can't live with out 






This poem is about: 
My family


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