She's not the kind of woman to put on a face.
She's the kind to wear her scars, ready to face the day.
She's the kind of woman who will hide her struggles from her children,
But the kind of mother who will always admit she wouldn't have made it without them.
She's the kind of woman who is stronger than you'll ever know,
She won't make her problems yours, to help you need to dig deeper than surface wounds will ever show.
I could write her praises in a hundred different ways,
Or I could simply say:
"I love you mommy."
fun fact, I wrote this and then posted it on my fb and made my mom cry when she was working
ily mommy
we stand w Palestine and all the wonderful mothers who are doing their best rn
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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3