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When my siblings and I fell off our bikes we knew that screaming for help when we could get up by ourselves was like crying wolf. By the worst fight, in an angry scream we knew we were deeply loved and always seen. Before she turned of the light we got the hug and the I love you my dearest child. She shaped us, held us and pushed us She holds our pain when we want to give up When we broke away and hid, she waited That is how a healthy relationship is created Her breaking down our hearts doors made us frustrated But as adults we now know it was Love and has us grateful and devastated I thought I hid so well But when we hurt, she hurts Being a Mama Our Mama My Mama What an exhausting thing to be but you see that Love and respect is not a one way thing I will never be a perfect one you see but she love love me still and she tells me she always will We treasure you We love you We are so grateful that we are yours.
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Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 5:01 AM UTC
Mama - A Mothers Love
When my siblings and I fell off our bikes we knew that screaming for help when we could get up by ourselves was like crying wolf. By the worst fight, in an angry scream we knew we were deeply loved and always seen. Before she turned of the light we got the hug and the I love you my dearest child. She shaped us, held us and pushed us She holds our pain when we want to give up When we broke away and hid, she waited That is how a healthy relationship is created Her breaking down our hearts doors made us frustrated But as adults we now know it was Love and has us grateful and devastated I thought I hid so well But when we hurt, she hurts Being a Mama Our Mama My Mama What an exhausting thing to be but you see that Love and respect is not a one way thing I will never be a perfect one you see but she love love me still and she tells me she always will We treasure you We love you We are so grateful that we are yours.
I wrote this poem for my mom on her birthday 3 years ago My mom and I are very alike and never really understood each other when I was younger. But as an adult I understand more and feeling so grateful that she never gave up on me.
#mom#mother#love#family#respect#growing#birthday#pain#growth
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27/F/Sweden
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 5:01 AM UTC
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