I'm dedicating this to my beloved mom,
Who has long since past away,
A caring mother is what she once portrayed.
But for sure I she's there
Always watching over me
I wish she was here, but it wasn't meant to be.
Since the time she was gone, I've always had an empty hold in my heart.
Being at her funeral just tore me apart.
I started writing poems as a way to show my grief.
I still continue to write them today
Hoping I'll be a great poet someday.
I know my mother would encourage me to pursue my dreams.
I hope she'll be proud od what I've become,
Standing FIrm,
For what I believe in.
And receiving what I've earned.
- Rhea
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