Mother
She sings me to sleep,
she cleans my fears,
she wipes my tears,
she comforts my sorrows,
she brings laughter to my crying,
she understands my anger,
she defends my arguments,
she listens to my complaining,
she sows together my heartbreaks,
she supports my ideas,
she loves me no matter what,
and I love her with all my heart.
Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012
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