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TANIA HERNANDEZ


a mothers love


A mothers love is suspose to be unconditional
mothers are understanding and helpful
mothers are there when you are down and then they brighten your day
A mother keeps her children safe from harm
a mother listens when the child tells them how they feel
a mother isn't suspose to yell, raise a hand, or condemn them
A mothers love is suspose to be unconditional and understanding and forgiving
so if there is a mother who dosen't agree with none of these things, then my question to you is why? ?

Submitted: Friday, December 15, 2006
Edited: Thursday, December 09, 2010

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  • Lee Degnan (12/15/2006 5:58:00 PM)

    I agree... it's unfortunate that some are not fit for the job and others who so desperately want to be one, can't. Great write!
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