Your words mean a lot to me,
They make the whole world see.
Your words of love and wisdom too,
I hope I grow to be like you.
A mother and father wrapped in one,
Your work on earth is never done.
You work so hard to give nice things,
Three jobs, and still has time to sing.
Knowing you raised on your own,
With hurt and pain never shown,
A nonstop trial to all who dared,
You were the only one who cared.
That's why I ask God every day,
To make me the exact same way.
To show me how to be like you,
And tell me exactly what to do.
But now I know just what to do,
Because I am I'm just like you.
Grow Up Like You
Wonderful heartfelt poem. I have three daughters, and I have did the best I could to raise them to be adults. After they are grown, it's a great joy to see a little part of yourself shining...
Mom
Published by Family Friend Poems November 2006 with permission of the Author.
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