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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=564340" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mother O My</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mother O My <br> <br>Being who I am... isn't what define me <br>It's the willingness to be who I be <br>To those who call me mommy <br>They are the air i breathe <br>The heart in my chest <br>With them i bring my A game <br>School them to never settle for second best <br>Yes this is my quest <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>I see them learning more everyday <br>Whether in school or at play<br>Listen to all they got to say <br>I never realized how hard this profession I chose is <br>Bandage cuts and wipe noses <br>Fix hearts that feel broken <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>The toughest job I'll ever love <br>Thank god high above <br>For the blessings <br>Of my daughters and my sons.... <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>Who is taking all my time <br>3 baby boys…<br>3 young men… <br>3 superstars <br>I am the one they know <br>I am the one they need <br>The only mother they will ever have <br>The only mother who will take care of them no matter what or when <br>The only mother who loves them unconditionally… there is no end <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>In the final phase of growth <br>3 young men <br>Now becoming <br>3 grown men <br>Feels like time has consumed itself… <br>Taking itself away…feel there is something I've missed <br>There is more that needs to be witnessed <br> <br>Mother o My <br> <br>I had my time but it's not enough <br>Something flies above <br>Taunting my core <br>Making my spirit to soar <br>To find that missing piece <br>Ready to take flight… <br>3 baby boys <br>Ready to leave the realm of my protection <br>Could it be the sentiment of closeness that mocks me <br> <br>Mother o My <br> <br>I now understand the vibes my Mother went through when we left home <br>In a sense I am ready <br>In a sense I am not ready<br>Too fast…too soon <br>One more year for my 1st baby boy… <br>18 years of watching the growth of my gentle giant <br>Three more years for 2nd baby boy <br>15 years of watching the growth of my mini me <br>Four more years for 3rd baby boy <br>13 years of watching the growth my baby boy <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>Tears fall as the accomplishments shine through each of you <br>Without the help of God and Family…Just don't know how we would of made it <br>Superstars is what you will always be <br>All that hard work…seeing the seeds planted…grow…the greatest perk <br> <br>Mother O My <br> <br>I know you have to leave & soon will say good bye <br>Please be gentle as you take your journey <br>Away from your Mother Always remember… <br> <br>Mother O My how I love you <br>Mother O My precious ones <br>Mother O My heart is always with you… <br> <br>Collab: <br>(Mamas) Kaye Brown & JenOfPoetry™ <br>© Jan.10,2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jen+Of+Poetry">Jen Of Poetry</a><div class=q>
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Being who I am... isn't what define me 
It's the willingness to be who I be 
To those who call me mommy 
They are the air i breathe 
The heart in my chest 
With them i bring my A game 
School them to never settle for second best 
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