My Heart and Soul
I was been told being a mom was hard
and its true no doubt
but my children are three things
I wouldn't be able to live without
They are my very own gifts
sent from above
that I can hold tight each day
and give them all my love
they one day may say they hate me
and I can't say I wont care
but I know deep in their heart
they know I'll always be there
I may get stressed out sometimes
and I may break down and cry
but all I have to do is think about how happy I am and they are the season why
I don't care if they're two or thirty
its my job to keep them safe from harm
it's my job to wipe away their tears
and wrap them in my arms so warm
I hope when they are grown
and I'm sent to heaven above
that they know how happy they made me
and how much they were loved
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