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My Lost Mother

March 29, 2017
By joboha BRONZE, Paragould, Arkansas
joboha BRONZE, Paragould, Arkansas
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Most near, most dear, and most clear

Under the huge door where I often found her

Standing like a bear, excited with laughter

Knowing what's right and knowing what's wrong

Looking confused as if I'm gone

Might seem old and fragile but for me

She's young as ever

Others may talk behind her back

But I know she can get them back

She has a huge temper as big as a volcano

But has a heart as big as the ocean

Laying on her bed only knowing what's gonna come

Trying her best not to lose sight of her cube

For she know she may never see her again



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