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Angela Wilson Poem
This is a special lady,
you alway's depend upon.
You love her so much in the world,
and to her your "the special one"
She makes you laugh,
maybe sometime's cry..
She does it all for your own good,
and to you she would never lie.
Just look at her face,
it really does shine.
Hold on a moment..
it look's so much like mine.
We are like the same person,
we have the same smile.
We never ever argue!
well maybe once in a while.
She is "a special lady"
who is wonderful and great.
This lady is my mother,
but is also my best mate.
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Angela Wilson Poem
I love my kids so very much,
they fill my heart with pride.
Just to see them wake up every day,
it makes me glad to be alive.
My kids are really wonderfull,
so loving and so kind.
They will do anything to help me out...
"Except let me bloody unwind"
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Angela Wilson Poem
Just one more hug is all i want,
but i know that your not here.
I talk to you all of the time,
i hope that you can hear.
Why have you gone my darling mum,
i thought you would always be there for me.
Why did God have to take you,
you left so suddenly.
I miss your smile and funny jokes,
i cant stand life without you.
My life will never be the same,
but theres nothing i can do.
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Angela Wilson Poem
'd love to catch that little elf,
the one that hides the shoes,
the one that draws on all
my walls,
but he never leaves me clues.
He must be clever to stay
out of sight,
and to wreck your room like that,
he must have to stay up all night.
To think i've blamed yous
when things have been broken or lost,
when your new things have been stamped on..
whatever the cost.
I should have known better!
my greatful kids wouldn't lie,
we all have to find him,
we all have to try.
I'm starting to get angry,
i will blow a fuse.
You's no the elf i'm looking for,
It's the one yous blame
when it was none of yous.
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Angela Wilson Poem
I have a special medicine,
for times when your feeling sad.
It kill's all the pain or heartach,
that you may have had.
You need one dose,
maybe one a day.
But not too much i have to say.
This has no bottle,
or no funny lid's..
Just look right beside you,
it's called "your kid's"
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Angela Wilson Poem
I have these little people,
alway's running around my house.
And even though there really smart,
they don't no the meaning of..
"Quiet as a mouse"
They shout and scream,
and alway's fight.
And no i'm not joking,
it's from morning till night.
They answer back,and make so much mess,
but who care's their "my" kid's,
i would'nt love them any less.
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Angela Wilson Poem
There is a man,
that i love,cherish and adore.
I love him up to the ceiling,
and down to the floor.
There are times i don't see him,
and it tear's me apart.
Because i love this man dearly,
with all of my heart.
He is kind and he's gentle,
i'm his number one fan.
He is honest and caring,
he really is a special man.
It's the best when he look's at me,
with eyes full of pride.
The look that tell's me..
dont give up,
you did your best,
you tried.
So thank's for all the funny times,
and all the love you gave me when i've been sad.
I hope ill make you proud of me.
Because i'm so proud your my dad.
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Angela Wilson Poem
Why do they always treat me bad,
when all i do is care.
I beg and plead "just please be good"
but still i get nowhere.
Why when i talk they just carry on,
as if im not even there.
I swear i always do my best,
it really isnt fair.
Why when i give them all i have,
they still want to break my heart.
I love them more then life itself,
but their tearing me apart.
Why did i think i was a good mum to them,
learing them everything thats right.
I tell them "i love you" every day,
but still all we do is fight.
Why am i blaming my wonderful kids,
its not their fault it's mine.
I need to be a happier mum,
then i know that all will be fine.
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Angela Wilson Poem
I look from a distance,
at the man that i love.
Oh god will you help me,
my god from above.
Please god will you tell him,
just tell him i'm here.
That i'm not just in the same room,
upstair's or just near.
But tell him i love him,
and that he is my life.
Oh and god thank you so much,
for making me his wife.
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Angela Wilson Poem
I'm sorry that you were left alone,
your mum and dad left you.
But the mother that you once had,
she was my mother too.
Still a child myself i took you in,
our daughter you would be.
We love you so much in the world,
and i hope this you can see.
Orphened at only two years old,
it had to be hard for you.
But i hope now you are older sweetheart,
you know...
Me and dad always did our best by you.
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