Chaotic Life aka Curly Mer


Thank You, and I Love You


You held me in your stomach for nine months
Then you gave all your courage just to give birth to me
and there I lay on the hospital bed with you
thanking God that I was born

You grew me up with all of your love, care and courage
You helped me through my all needs
And tried so many times to be a perfect mother
but, don’t worry, I really don’t care if you’re perfect or not
because no ones perfect

Well, anyways I only wrote this poem for you
I wanted to show you how much I love you and care for you
I want to thank you, mother dearest
For everything you provided me with and
For being my one and only mother

Thank you mommy and I love you

Submitted: Friday, January 25, 2008
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