Mother Child Poem

Of best friend and mother

My Best Friend, My Mother

© LINDA S. COOPER FREEMAN


This woman as beautiful as can be.
She's always been there for me.
Yea she's my mother, my best friend too.
Without her in my life,
I wouldn't know what to do.
Her heart made of gold, giving love
so freely; can't be bought nor sold.
No matter who you are or what you do,
She's there to listen and help you thru.
Can't express how great she is to me.
Without her, know not where I'd be.
No-one like her, my best friend, my mother.

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Published: Feb 2006

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