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My Home

December 4, 2025
By Anonymous

My heart in walking form

Browning to my brownstew 

Sugar to my unsweetened celsius

 

Stress may build up like a mountain full a snow 

on a cold gloomy day as if the snow will never 

go away

An avalanche always falls with her children or family

Like the sun coming out to make it all go away


Viewed by others as mean or strong 

She's a kid when they see candy as if she 

She needs the extra sugar

Full of joy and laughter but full of expectations 


My Parent 

My Home 

My mom

My mommy 

My love

My Ma

My heart in walking form


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem about my mom. It started as just a assignment in class but as time went on I really began to think about my mom and how important she is to me. I really wanted her to understand how she is very important to me. 


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