Mother

in poetry •  7 years ago 

pBeqMAnXl8nr(1).jpgMother is a bother
But she helps me get further
In this journey of life
Full of loss and strife
She now is my father
Since he was lost to murder

She complains about my hair
Then lies I'm her heir
Her wishes of me
Are neither here nor there
But i wont lie
Her dishes go flair

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