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Mothers' day special

Hi guys!!! Since It's mothers' day, I'll have a specialll!!! There'll be two items.

To all moms who have taken the pain to nurture me, who have chosen family and love, who have given me 14+ years of my wonderful life. Here's to you:

I'm sorry if I broke your vase

Or maybe never ate with class

And times I never heard your calls

And ran restless, stubborn around malls.

Sorry for my attitude

That made you overwhelm with fume.

And maybe times I might have played

While you were telling me to sleep

I admit for times I peeked

At reflections of the TV screen

Though I was only supposed to eat

The meal that sat in front of me.

I might have made a mess of toys

And never lifted a hand to pack,

I'm sorry I had done all that

I was young and immature

But today is your day.

I'll toss aside my phone and needs

To make your Mother's day a treat

I'll do the dishes, laundry, chores,

I'll work until my back is sore.

I'll go to ends to make you pleased

And maybe breakfast in your bed.

I'll write a poem just for you

And give you hampers of snacky food.

I've been your child for 14 years,

I'll be your mom for 24 hours

I'm sorry if I didn't do all

The things I listed up above,

I might have waken up too late

And slacked and went on back to sleep.

I'm sorry.

Again.

______________

I always wondered how you did it...

tolerating me,

packing after me,

cooking for me,

washing my clothes,

Doing all the chores,

Going to work,

sending us to school,

paying for our classes,

helping me with work,

waking me up,

remembering my birthday,

buying me my wants,

getting me a dog,

scolding me for my attitude,

my behaviour,

my language,

picking clothes out for me to wear,

giving us more than yourself,

doing beyond limits,

not sleeping,

working though you're sick,

...

I always suspected something.

Did she have a hero outfit hidden in her closet?

Did she not tell me that shewas superwoman?

Did she come from another planet?

Well, I had to find out myself.

I crawled through the door,

rolling on the floor.

creeping to your closet

and swishing it open.

I didn't see no cape

or no weapons,

or no boots

All I saw was a little book,

that sat there like a golden chain.

The bible.