To My Mommy
Hard times are those things we go threw
Bad times are the things that we go threw in our minds
When life is a stuggle
People itself sometimes bring into your life trouble
When there's know one around
I'll be here for you my sweet mother
And when you are gone I'll take care of my little sister and brother
I'll be sadwhen you leave
But I'll always know you'll be looking down with a smile on your face
Everything I do I it for you
Without my sweet mother where would I be or What would I do.
I Love You!
Copyright © Kimberly Williams | Year Posted 2007
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