Mommy
May hap I'm not beautiful, I'll never be a queen;
Or maybe I'm not famous, but still my words are seen;
Maybe my life seems boring, with not a lot to show;
My hands are always busy, and I'm running to and fro;
Yet my life is rich indeed, because my children love me so.
Copyright © Sena Slaughter | Year Posted 2010
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