Im Sorry Mom! A Mothers Day Poem
Mother's Day Poetry,
I'm Sorry Mom!
I'm sorry for the troubles
And the worries I brought you.
I'm sorry for my mistakes,
I didn't mean to make you blue.
When I was young and growing up,
Living in your home for so long,
I made many people sad,
I did many things wrong.
So I thought that I could show you now,
By moving away and being on my own,
That I was finally straightened out,
I wanted to prove to you I am finally maturely grown.
But I haven't done to well at that,
I guess it goes to show,
You never really solved it all,
You never really know.
I'd like to show you now,
I need to take the time to say,
Thanks for accepting both the good and bad,
I hope you have a Wonderful Mother's Day!
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