Love is to hold my mom's hand .
Love is to know mom is around .
I never have to hold anything
Back from her .
She always gives herself to me
Nice and slowly .
She is always with me .
My feelings for mom are right now .
I come to mom with the confidence
That mom will fill me with what
I truly need .
I want to live by your faith
And believing your promises
And knowing you will welcome
Me home no matter how my world goes .
I love you mom .
. By Brock
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