My Other Mom

I once had another mother; she took care of me like no other.

I love her with all my heart, I pray that we’ll never part.

She was the one who taught me to pray I hated to say goodbye everyday.

I still remember the feel of her hugs; she cleaned and vacuumed all the
rugs.

She would always cook us our meals, all our painful wounds she would heal.

She loved us like we were her own, she even took us into her home.

I have always looked up to her, for me she always was my cure.

She has always meant the world to me, my love for her I hope she sees.


 
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