by Marissa Ramirez
(McCamey, Texas)
My mom is my world.
I wish I could have her forever,
but that's not how God made her.
When she needs to go,she goes.
There is nothing I can do about it.
She gets mad as a bull and I get mad also,
but I still love her,
like a dad loves his daughter
to heaven and back.
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