Throughout It All...

Fri, 07/27/2018 - 20:41 -- naomi1

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Dear Mother,

Throughout it all, you’re always there.
To guide and teach, to love and share.
To show me things I could not see,
Told me to be the best I could be.
Taught me the values of wrong and right.
In the dark, you are my light.
You’ve stuck by me throughout the years;
Through times of trial, joy, and tears.
Loved and nurtured me and helped me grow.
It means so much, I want you to know.
You’re the kind of person that stands out above the rest.
In a league of your own, that’s better than the best.
You've shaped me to think big
And not to trail in the dirt of others like a pig
I do not know how to thank you
Because you are only one in a few,
To spread wisdow through me like a flu.
You’re not a Father, Sister, or Brother,
But best of all, you are my Mother.
 

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