Inspiration
I often sit wondering
how different life would be,
if my one and only mother
had not given her all to me.
I am so eternally grateful
for all that she has done.
She wraps me up in warm, sweet hugs
And fills cloudy days with sun.
Thank you, Mom, for your sacrifice
and all your pleading prayers.
Each tender word whispered for me
Has made life much easier to bear.
Let us all take the time
to think of our mothers dear.
The ones who bleed wisdom through every pore
And freely give inspiration to hear.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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