my poem

Posted by bri dawson on 7:31 AM

My mother is her own person.

She does everything on her own
And doesn't need help,
That’s why I am independent.

My mother cares for me,
So I care for her, and others.
We joke and play together
So that made me a funny person.

Sometimes the jokes are mean,
But sometimes it's in a nice way to tell you
That your hair is out of place or your shoe is untied.

We go shopping together,
We buy each other things from clothes to a sandwich.
We are very caring to one another
And that teaches me to love all and care for all.

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