Alexis Kennedy Poems

A mother’s love is like a fuzzy pinkish color.
It tastes like a big sweet juicy strawberry.
As it bursts into your mouth.
After you have bitten into it.
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Pain and struggle is what I see.
People dying and spiting on me.
I have nothing and no one to run to.
Looking around thiinking, 'What can i do? '
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What you guys need to realize
Is not everyone can be idolized.
You don't always get a reward for everything you do.
You just have to work hard to make it through.
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I love to eat French-fries.
I have a pet who never cries.
I have a sister and a brother.
A father and a caring mother.
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You mean more than enough.
As a daughter, a friend,
A god-mother, an aunt,
An a mother.
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