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My Mom,
she is the goose and i am the duckling
this mutual love is unexplainable
it HAS to be real
something true and pure
you can't fake something like this
yet the poem is from my heart.
the things im telling you
this might sounds a little crazy
she is like the wind. everywhere.
you are never really alone.
but it is so comfoting to always know
handle bars and let you do it alone
to be the one ot let go of the bicycle
to guide you through the rough times
when our lost and you need a light
she shows up when your in the dark
my mom is like a new shining moon
She will NEVER let me straggle
