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Moma

She has held me times were bad She has all ways been so strong Never let us see her tears when she sad Never let us think we were wrong She use to spank my butt when I got out of control She would hug me and say I hate doing that you see But one day you'll be grown An I wont be there to spank you if need be So my daughter I want you to grow strong And not ever have fear or hurt with you I want you to know right from wrong And that to yourself you have to be true She would show me the way to cook and clean And how to be a great moma to my boys I helped in the garden picking the every thing i'd seen She laughed at me when I would play with my G.I. JOE toys She is still the same as she was back then Still trying to tell me what I need to do Still my moma and my best friend Moma I hope you know how much I LOVE YOU

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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