My Mom

I love my mom she means the world to me
and I think that's the best for me
because of her i've made a change
that i will always be with her through thick or strange
and I will never leave when things get ruff
and even if things get tough
because shes my mom thats my theory
though sometimes things get weary.

by SeQuoia Brown

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