Poem -

mommy

my mother is an angel theres nothing she cant do.

 She is beauty with her long curly blonde hair
she has green eyes as green  as the green that grows and it fills me with envy
she had a laugh that sounded like winnie the pooh but it made your day better just by hearing it
my mom she had heart, boy did she have heart she was the4 strongest woman i knew
there’s nothing she couldn’t or wouldn’t do
my mother put up with a lot of shit in her life but god made her for bigger plans
without warning or a chance to say goodbye
she was swept away like a morning tide
or a big bang cuz she was gone in a flash, from a crash, tell me lord will this pain forever last
she had arms that were always out for a hand in need
her hair always smelled pretty as can be
there's nothing I miss most then when she hugged me close
Being in her arms is what I miss the most
I just want to be like my mother but sometimes I can’t even remember
it’s been so long I’m not sure I can match her
sometimes I still think it’s a dream
that one day she’s going to call me
ask me how my day was, how was school
I get trapped in my thoughts, oh man this isn’t cool
but there’s nothing I can do, so I shut down put on a frown and ignore the world
I’ve gotten good at that , good and cold
but I’m afraid I’ll never learn to hold, or grow or even love the right way
but how can I when everything I loved has passed away
or left me after they crushed my heart, I’ve been going through this shit from the start

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