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Dear mom...


I was born from within you
And you've journeyed through life with me
I presented challenges galore
But you faced them all
And were ready for more
I have had this way 
of making the unkindest cut of all
I realize that you deserve so much more
A life filled with friends your age, 
Your childhood playmates at every stage
To remind you of joyous days
Someone appreciating the kindness you show
The sacrifices you've made to bring me up
Your concern for everyone that touches our life
Your artistic hands that weave wool
Your strong spirit that understands us
I love you ma! I'm sorry I hurt you today
You truly deserve the best, every day!

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