My Mom
I love my mom for she is the greatest
as you soon will see
she gave birth to my brothers and my sisters,
but not to me
this does not bother me,
no, it doesn't make one bit a difference
because, you see, at the age of six
my step-father started beating me
for a year i put up with this
and when i could take it no more
my step-mom was there for me
as i sat there and told her and my father
she held me close and rocked me like i was her own daughter
from that day on she was there for me
she raised me as her own
and welcomed me with love into her family
ever since then she has been like a best friend
and i hope our happiness never will end
Copyright © Danielle Davis | Year Posted 2005
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