Though she is gone She used to tell me when we were alone That drugs got no vitamin
Though she is a woman she raised me to be a man who can stand and fight on my own That's why when i was a kid she used to knock my head warning me not to smoke weed otherwise my mind might slide
Though i am now old I still miss her indeed sometimes i cry when days are wild it's a different mood can't express in words
Though i am still mourning It's reminding me back to my beginning When my mother in front of me clapping while i am learning to talk and walking and that is why right now am smiling.
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
its about my mother the way she raised me up. she was a single mother but she took no none sense. when i am not in a good mood i always remember her. i wish she leaved longer to see me growing.
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