Parent Poem
A girl writes about the way she was raised. She contrasts her own upbringing with those that others experience.
I Wasn't Raised In A Mansion
©
Charlise Butner
I wasn't raised in a mansion
Or fed with a silver spoon
I wasn't brought up to think money is everything
Because only fools believe thats true
I wasn't raised to live out my parents dream
But to proudly dream my own
I wasn't raised to walk the popular path
But to strongly pave my own
I wasn't raised with material things
But something great indeed
I was raised with love
And love is all I need
Or fed with a silver spoon
I wasn't brought up to think money is everything
Because only fools believe thats true
I wasn't raised to live out my parents dream
But to proudly dream my own
I wasn't raised to walk the popular path
But to strongly pave my own
I wasn't raised with material things
But something great indeed
I was raised with love
And love is all I need
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