Mission Poem by Lilyann Monahan
Mission
Thanks for the help,
but I got it from here.
My strength is growing fierce,
Without any fear.
I was always the strongest of us all,
and it must come back so I don't feel small.
I have a mission I must do,
I won't quit until its done,
it involves the beat of my heart,
and it's proudly called, my son.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: son,strength,thanks
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