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Mothers day Poem For My Godmother/Aunt (Inside story kinda stuff)

Lori,

My aunt, my godmother, but mostly my
friend

I cherish our time that we spend.

You have been there for me since I can
remember,

whether miles away or close together.

Even though you dont have kids of your
own,

your like a second mom to us all, and
you make it known.

We all know we can rely on you whenever
in need

you always lend a helping hand to
anyone indeed.

You spend your life helping everyone
around you

but your time is coming, I know its
true.

Price charming is waiting around the
corner,

you might just have to open the door.

Give people a chance you usually would
not

he doesnt have to be super hot.

Personality is everything I have come
to realize

although you cant be too bad on the
eyes.

We know you have the full package, but
thats rare

beautiful without makeup, face all
bare.

You have so much going for you, you are
truly blessed

but we all sometimes think our lifes a
mess.

You opened my eyes recently and made me
think

sorry for my farts, I know they really
stink.

I didnt mean to suffocate everyone in
the car,

but I couldnt hold them, it was too
far.

I havent laughed that long in awhile,

playing candy crush for 1500 miles

crammed in the backseat with fishing
poles and a cooler

talking about old men breaking up poop
with a ruler.

Hearing grandma and grandpa argue and
sigh,

next time, we should probably fly.

But all in all the time was a blast

even though it went wayyyy too fast.

Listening to music we have never heard,

getting attacked by seagull birds.

Talking about the illuminati and what
they hide

sitting on the balcony listening to the
ocean outside

talking about old times when we lived
there,

finding cool stuff, wind in our hair.

You used to visit at least twice a
year,

fishing on the st petersburg pier.

Seeing chris angel putting on a play

I really hope that he's okay.

I truly spent some of my best times
with you,

thinking about it makes me kinda blue.

I miss the beach, I miss the sand

I miss the water, I miss the land.

I'm just glad I'm back home to have
some fun

where I can be proud to be a godson.

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