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Mama

Mama

by Anonymous

 

I don’t like her

always telling me what to do

but I can tell she cares

by the things she do

 

She feeds me everyday

because I like food

not because I like it

it’s because she have to

 

 

This lady is my mama

she cares for me

because if she didn’t

I would be on the street

 

She gives me a roof over my head

She put clothes on my back

She makes sure I’m in bed

Whenever i sound too relaxed

 

My mother is not the best

but she do try

she’s not like the rest

but she do cry

 

She cry because she cares

I can see it in her eyes

a lovely lady

that has survived

This poem makes me...
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