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My Own Mother - Poem

By Costly Oma.

~~ Exceptional Mother ~~

Mother and son on my own mother poem cover

1.

Who for the dream of me,

Got her searching.

Who for the want of me,

Recognizes him.

2.

Who for anticipating me,

Couldn’t wait.

With joy and gladness,

Her all and love she freely gives.

3.

Who for the thought of me,

Her affections were gladly felt.

With every passing moment,

Her smile is so deep, it glows.

 

Mother and son.

4.

She who cannot wait,

For that kick that makes her jerk.

She who cannot wait,

For that turn that takes her breath away.

5.

Who felt pleasure amid the pains,

Just for me.

She who felt fulfilled,

Even with the pain of a cut.

6.

Oh, my own Mother.

The one is she.

Who feels contempt,

Contempt in depravity.


Related: 
>>>> My Mother Poem By An Taylor


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