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Mum
A child is born in time of war
Neglect of love to grow
A child is born to live by strength
And tough for her to show
To show a side is sometimes kept
In behind her heart
Like missing out on things not given
A chance to be a part
A part of her development
To show her gift to dance
Tap away on stage perform
For her there was no chance
Down the chain but not for her
She passed on to her girls
Dressed them up of costumes made
Of sequins, lace and pearls
From child of beauty, adult same
Raised three girls to heights
Taught us self respect and worth
Much the same our rights
The lesson learnt to care for all
Explained just like no other
In her eyes I've seen it said
To me this is my mother
A breath I take to write this poem
Coz in my gloom be near
And rush upon my place she does
To help remove my fear
Above my bed my black cloud fog
mum here close and giving
Help me fade away the pain
To love in her is living
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