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Still His Mother

I am still his mother
My word should matter beyond all other.

If I say no
Then nothing else shall go.

When I tell him yes
Please do not second guess.

I know he is almost eighteen
And pretty soon it won't matter what I mean.

Right now he still lives at home
Soon he will be on his own.

When the time comes for him to go
I will let him, this I know.

At this time he is my only child with me,
My requests, I think, are not that unreasonable, gee.

Once he is on his own away from me,
I promise, I will let him be.

What else is there to say, other
Than that I am still his  mother.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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De La Keur Avatar
July 20, 2009 at 3:03 AM
Yes you are honey.....Leerie
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