Mother when I think of you, I feel such pride in what I do. You fill my heart with so much joy, Thank God that I'm your 'little' boy. And even though you sometimes frown, You know I'll never let you down.
Reason for writing:
Mothers - we all have them. My mother made me what I am today, and I guess I often blame her for my problems, like in my last poem. But when I look back at my life, things could be a lot worse, so why do I do it ?
Birth sign: Scorpio
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