Arcene Janvier Poet Quatrain

Dear Momma

YOU'VE TAUGHT ME LESSONS WHEN I WAS A BOY, 
TEACHING ME HOW TO BE A GOOD MAN, 
AND WHEN I FELT I COULDN'T DO SOMETHING, 
GIVING ME THE COURAGE TO SAY I CAN. 

I MISS ALL THE TIMES YOU'VE HELD ME, 
DEEP INSIDE YOUR WARM ARMS, 
HOLDING ME SO CLOSE AND TIGHT, 
AND PROTECTING ME FROM ALL MY HARMS. 

I MISS ALL THE TIMES YOU'VE PLAYED WITH ME, 
TEACHING ME GAMES I'VE NEVER KNOWN, 
SHOWING ME HOW TO BE A KID, 
AND HOW TO DO THINGS ON MY OWN. 

I MISS ALL THE TIMES YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR ME, 
GUIDING ME ALONG THE RIGHT WAY, 
ALWAYS PROTECTING ME WHEN I'M SCARED, 
AND STADING BY MY SIDE ALL THE WAY.

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