She wouldn’t be her
My mom is the
Best mom anybody
Or ask for!!! But
She get upset
Over little things
That don’t me
Anything really
I can be having
The best day
And she can get upset
Over something and it
Pulls me down
Ruining everything
I understand life
Has never been easy
For her and taking
Child of somebody like
Isn’t or never will
Be a walk in the
Park for anything
I just wish god
Would take all her
Pain and anger
She deals with
Everyday
And let it disappear
Forever let it be
A memory a
Lesson we’ll never
Forget.
And live is
Happy blessed bliss.
I know in my heart
She wouldn’t be my mom
If she didn’t ill at me
At least once a day it must
Be a mother thing.
Aug 24th 2009