Poetry & Art

Mother.

She has been there since day one.
Carried you for 9 months.
Once you were born.
She was so excited.
Loved you before she even knew you.
Watched you grow.
Always caught you if you fell.
Telling you everything will be alright.
Always has your back.
Is your number one.
Your best friend.
Has seen everything you have been through.
Stood by your side.
Is the shoulder you can cry on.
The only one you can rely on.
One of the people you look up to the most.
She’s my idol.
Wouldn’t change her for the world.
How did she put up with me all this time?
She must truly love me.
She’s amazing.
I’m blessed.
That’s my mom.

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by Harleigh Murphey

My name is Harleigh Murphey.

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