when i was a little girl
i went to school with pocket money
my daddy gave to me to buy
my mumma a mothers day present
it was a mini easel piece
decorated in flowers that read
"if mothers were flowers, i'd pick you"
and its funny because if i had been given the choice
i would have picked any other flower;
or maybe no matter how big the garden
i would of still picked you
because i wouldn't be the woman i am today
without the things you put me throught.c
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When Winter Wallows
Poesíamy poetry collection -tc {all writing & photos are my own}