A poem about a little girl and her growing years,and the love of a mother…

I didnt always see eye to eye, with what my mother told me,

she just wanted me to be, part of our happy family…

Like the rest of the world, I wanted to be free,

just a rebellious girl, at the age of three…

Didnt want to eat my greens, or brush my teeth,

and in my teens, became difficult to teach…

Then I became a woman, married a loving man,

have a little girl of my own, now I understand…

A mothers love never ends, its built on eternal love,

she is more than a friend, she was sent from above…..end

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  • Darla Cooke on Dec 3, 2009

    Beautiful!!!

  • Joan on Dec 3, 2009

    Oh, really beautiful, and so true!!!!!

  • 8Shei8 on Dec 3, 2009

    I love my moms :)

  • athena goodlight on Dec 5, 2009

    It’s a lovely poem. So touching.

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