My mom

Sometimes she smiled,sometimes she was mad.
Sometimes she grumbled when i was bad.

But Always being there when i was feeling alone.
Always a place for me to cal home.

Letting me be,so i could make my one mistake.
And later you have to pick me up when i was treatened to break.

Thank you for being thre all though not all of my choices were the best.
Thanks for supporting me and giving me some rest.

Thank you for being my mom and for all the things you did and still do.
Thats why i have to tell you.....I LOVE YOU!!!!

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