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Happy Birthday Mother

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To be a mother at 16 was not an easy task

I am sure you were frightened and did not know what to do

You probably cried day and night, but you had to see this journey through

My father said I was not his and for both you and me it was a horrible day

Unlike him, you did not have the option to turn and walk away


Nine months later I entered the world

They swaddled me in cloth and introduced you to your baby girl

There were many nights you did not get much sleep

There were good times and bad times, regardless I was yours to keep

We have had disagreements, but with prayer and the will of God, we made it through


The sun did not shine always and there were several days of rain

With God’s grace and mercy together we crossed milestones and we made it through the pain

Thank you for giving me life and being my eyes when I could not see

Thank you for your encouragement and believing in me

Thank you for being there for my girl's from the very start

You will always have a special place in our hearts.

Happy Birthday Mommy! I Love You.
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