The bond will never die
Yet throughout the years will grow
No matter how distant
Our hearts will always remain close
She started as my mother
Then later became my best friend
Like two peas in a pod
We will be inseparable even past the end
We’ve shared in each other’s struggles, bad times and confusion
But sewed up the holes with happiness, love and faith
And as we’ve looked back all those times seem nothing
But amusing
At one point we had let things get in the way
I know there will be a time
When one day she will have to leave
And by God I pray
That she may embrace that internal peace
But for now I live in the moments I share with her
My blessing, my friend, my angel
This amazing woman known only as my mother
Poet’s Thoughts:
My mom and I were not always close and it took a lot of time, patience and understanding to become as close as we are now. We learned from each other and we are still learning from each other. We learned to put differences aside to grow our relationship. We’ve gone through ups and downs but we’ve overcome the odds together. The love that has bonded our relationship throughout the years has certainly been a blessing. She is my rock, my shoulder to cry one, my comforting hug when I’m down. I am proud to call myself her daughter as I am proud to have her as my mother.
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