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To the next man that’s loves my mother

by mary-rush

To the next man to love my mother, just know She is a force to be reckoned with She’s the type of woman who with take the clothes off her back to put it in yours. If you should love my mother Her kids are her strongest fighters No home ever feels right unless she’s in it To love my mother is a whirlwind. No moment ever to dull No moment is ever long enough To love my mother is to love the things life can’t offer To love my mother is accepting the luggage she works so hard to lighten. To love my mother is to love every scar inside and out To the next man that loves my mother Keep her safe, to wrong her is to lose a light Her kids may be grown but they will forever be little in her heart To fall in love with my mother, is to love her kids. We will always have a key to her heart and home. To ever hurt my mother is to hurt yourself You may stop loving her , but no one will love as hard as she does. To the next man my mother loves, cherish her. She is not someone easily replaced. To the next man that loves my mother. I hope you fall, because my mother is pure love.
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Mar 19, 2022
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