Raising My Son
I struggle so much from day to day,
raising my son and how to live this way.
I do so good then I do so bad,
I wish tolerance was one thing I had.
I have raised my son almost alone,
but now we have a good, stable home.
We went from a moment when one parent became two,
and still I am not sure on what I am suppose to do.
Raising a child is a hard thing to do,
I am going to be completely honest with you.
One thing I have learned along the way,
you must love them that is all I can say.
As the time passes in this life,
I hope to be a good mother and wife.
All I can do is try my best to do right,
love him daily and kiss him each night.
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