I'm the spitting image heir to you,
we think and act the same.
I'm your child and your daughter,
to whom you gave life and name.
You're my role model and hero,
who takes me here and there
I am truly very lucky
to be your spitting image heir
When times are rough you comfort me,
and hold me in your arms.
At night when I am scared
you save me from all harms
You are everything I could want to be,
but simply you're much more.
You're a role model and mother
this is what I do adore.
Dear Mom I Adore You
Published by Family Friend Poems September 2009 with permission of the Author.
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