Or just Mom, Mama
Come in different shapes
But all have one thing in common
They all invested nine plus months
Of their life to bring a life into their life.
Than they spend a lot of years.
Nuturing and educating their child.
Either a daughter or a son.
One mother wrote about her sons.
When asked about all the fighting.
That most associate with boys.
There's no fighting between them.
I set a standard in my family.
Than there's fighting.
Between Mother and daughter.
Which I think.
Is way over-stated.
Mothers set the example.
For their daughters.
~ Ricardo
This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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