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    dots Submission Name: A Mother's Lovedots

    Author: Martha McEntire
    ASL Info:    34/f/Indiana
    Elite Ratio:    2.63 - 27/25/22
    Words: 159
    Class/Type: Misc/Love
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    dotsA Mother's Lovedots

    A Mother's Love

    I sometimes feel that I don't have anything to give,
    I sometimes feel that they don't listen.
    When will they realize just what they mean to me?
    When will they see just what I have given up?
    All the pain, tears, and worries, of the everyday life.
    The sleepless nights and walking the floor.
    The scariness of seeing them take their first steps and the first steps of their first day of school.
    The yelling sometimes way to loud for something that they have done.
    Then the "I'm sorry mommy I didn't mean it" coming from their little hearts.
    One day they won't need me as much,
    they will have their own lives.
    I may not have a lot to give but I have the most important thing to them,
    something that they will always need from beginning till the end.
    A Mother's Love.

    Submitted on 2006-11-29 17:38:13     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow, I love this poem. I never really had a mother, and I only recently realised that I had a mothers love. This poem strikes so many thoughts in my head I can't really get them down. I just want to say that I love my Fauster Mom to death, and your poem made me remember that love for her and the love she had for me all these years. It didn't always seem that way, but I see its there.

    As for your fearing them leaving the house and not needing you anymore. It took leaving the house for me to realise just how much I needed my mommom. Your kids will feel the same way so don't worry.

    Much Luv

    | Posted on 2006-11-29 00:00:00 | by sincere_silence | [ Reply to This ]

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