her strength

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her strength often helps me
deal with my sorrow
remembering her struggle
her pain
her efforts
her smile
makes my tommorow

i remember how early shed wake up
to drop us to school
although wed complain
and give her an attitude everytime
she never gave up

coming home
to cooked meals
a cleaned house
i wonder how far it came before she broke
its been time since we spoke

the way shed yell at us to go to bed
hours past our bedtime

the way shed stay up
being a single mum seems tuff

being an unemployed women
raising 5 of her own
shouldve been too much
but for her it were never such

my mum although
shed yell although she seamed mean
were one of the strongest theres
ever been
~H1

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