I am a mother
I am a mother and very proud
I wonder how my son will be like
I hear him laughing
I see him playing
I want him to be happy
I am a mother and very proud
I pretend to be his father
I feel like his my whole world
I touch his soft little hand every night
I worried if i cant be there to see him grow
I cry if hes hurt
I am a mother and very pround
I understand hes going to grow up
I say hes going to be a good boy
I dream about him being successful
I try to be the perfect mother
I hope i don't fail
I am a mother and very proud
3 comments:
wow thats really, nice it remind me of my mother the way she raised me.
wow it sounds like this kid of yours is ganna be something special
loved your poem, he's a very lucky guy to have a mommy like you =]
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