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I grew up not knowing more then enough anything because my mother. I was surrounded by several brothers and sister three boys and one girl and I was the youngest out of all of them, a premi and always sickly. She tried to hide me from them (the war) , my father, who was drunk more then he was sober, who would harass my mother with horrible words. I'll give him his credit, he was a good cook, and treated my siblings pretty well, and has a sweet heart when he wasn't under the influence of alcohol. He never did seemed to want to pay the 'child support', even to this day he hasn't and I struggle to get things mother can't give me. My mother on the other hand is a nurse, treated pretty bady, they always want to make her work, and boy does she go through alot of men... every time I looked, she has someone on her arm... but, I guess you could say I'm messed up as a screw, I have friends... but do any of them really understand me, do any of them understand that I'm hurting inside... Maybe if they read a couple of my poems they'd see the real me and not this illusion... I was given another name by some 'friends' at school 'Heartless' or 'Chill'. I guess it's one of those things. I'm not saying that it doesn't suit me, because I think it does... Last but not forgotten, I lie to say I'm happy even though I'm breaking inside. A smile is a lusion that any person can place upon their face but how many people will actually see past it?)

The Best Poem Of Miki Simmons

~hard Working Mother - Tribute To Mother~

Madre que Trabaja dura ~Homenaje a la Madre~

Mother works around the clock from seven until eight.
Not even once stopping to find her own soul mate.
She will do anything and everything for my well-being.
Even when we may be disagreeing.
Never ceasing to amazing me with her brilliance.
And we will always find that resilience.
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Mother has the calming smile that is way to sweet,
and can sometimes be a little too neat.
Even when she forget to comb her own hair
And everythings just a little to hard to bare
She takes one step and bounces back to her feet.
And is able to make everything complete
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Mother rarely asks for to much
Just the right amount to be enough.
Being her daughter I think she should ask for a little more
And maybe force me to do some more chores
But being a sweet person can sometimes come hard
And always puts her up on her guard.
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Mother works just a little to hard....

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