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I don't want flowers
You know I grow my own
I don't want bull**** wall hangings
To put on my home 
I want my soul to be watered
And treated like a flower
And instead of a wall hanging how about YOU actually
"Enjoy the little things" now wouldn't that be amazing
I don't want a card. I'd rather just be held
Not your gifts out of sorry! 
That were thrown down near me.

You came back home with hallmark 
Material doesn't mean a thing to me when
First thing in the morning 
Laying in bed, you left
I still could hear you yelling in my head
Mother's Day is hell 

So I held my babies
I gave the flowers to my daughter
She put the hanging outside
I didn't open up the card
I wiped the tears that I cried
We made beautiful cards for our neighbors
We laughed and we smiled
My children are my life
So I'm celebrating with them
Never going to let a man
Make me feel this low again
I'm supposed to feel appreciated
And I do by my kids, so guess what
I still win. 

No matter what you're going through
Hold your children tight
Be a happy momma and don't pretend. Show them 
Everything's going to be alright. <3

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