MOM

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Mom...

Through the years

You have fought your tears

To raise strong ladies

You told us not to buy for you daises

While you deserve Babylon

But you just carry on

You make for me the best food

But what I give to you is talking in rude

You buy for me the best clothes

You provide me with my knowledge sources

I try so hard

To prove myself to you

I know that I don't need to

But I do this for you

Don't feel that you wasted your life

Mom, for you I would control the tides

Don't be sad

Because of some scumbags

Try to understand

That I'm your biggest fan

And that for me

You are the strongest of women

You are the most beautiful hymn

You are the shoulder that I carry on

And for so long

I try to prove to you that I'm not wrong

When I say this poem

I'm here to get you out of the blue

Because mom

I love you

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