When I became a "troubled
teen"
My Mother took me out to shop.
We'd ride along, just her and I.
She always had the time to talk.
Now that I've reached
woman-hood.
My Mother calls me on the pnone.
And now I know, because of her,
I have never had to walk alone.
Thank You Mom. Happy Mothers day.
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