Dear Mom
Dear mom,
When I met you, I was dreaming
That I was in a dark alley and that I was hurt.
You cared for me and chased away the pain and many fears I had.
When my pet died you was my rock.
When you were crying you held it in.
When I think back, I remember you were always there and that you loved me.
So now, it is my turn to say I love and miss you,
Love, me
Copyright © Tiffany Christian | Year Posted 2007
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