April 24, 2017

Today my mother asked me if I thought she was weak.

Of course I don’t think that at all,

She is the strongest woman I know.

She has been through more terrible things than I could ever imagine.

She has suffered from so much heartache and pain that if it were anyone else,

I don't think they could have survived.

She is strong,

And she is beautiful,

And she is my mom.

She is not weak,

She is strong.

This poem is about: 
My family

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