Poem About a Mom Being a Friend
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Published: Feb 2006
Great was the day when I saw you,
Not as your traditional title (Mom), but as my friend.
You were the first person I would run to,
And the last one I saw when I'd lay down to sleep.
You never gave up on me, even when I gave up on myself.
When the world ignored my dreams, you offered your help.
I never understood how your love could be so unconditional.
When I couldn't love myself, you took my hand and said, I'm here for you.
You're the reason I'm here today,
and with all gratitude I'd like to say,
"I love you mom, so don't ever change".