You have alway's been there for me, Since the young age of 3. I felt I belonged even when I had wronged, Your house was a home to me. My life could have been different without a doubt, I'm glad you were there to help me out. And now that you're sick and possibly dying, My gut's in a knot and I feel like crying. I wrote this poem to express how I feel, Because for you my only mom the love is real.
I wrote that for my adopted mom, my only mom, who is currently dying from cancer. Anyone can make a baby but it take's a real person to raise it!
this is really very endearing, it makes me think of my own children, and that their birth father is leaving it makes me wonder what is in store for them.... the twins are nearly 3, and a six month old baby
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