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Title: My mum

by Tahani | in writing, poetry

Mum taught me what to do
She taught me how to tie my shoes
She taught me how to read and write
And she would sleep with me in the night

But when she grows old and sleepy
I will have to help her weekly
And I would remember that day
When she always let me play
And the time's when I was sick,
She would show me a little trick
And it made me feel
Like I turned real

But, one day, she won't be there
To play with me anywhere
So this is the right day
To not go astray
.........................
So you should love your MOTHER
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This poem is about how we should respect our parents (ESPECIALLY YOUR MOTHER), Because, who was the one who fed you when you were little; who was the one who plastered your knee when you fell; who was the one who washed your clothes and who was the one who cared for you when DAD wasnt around? All of this was done by your mother, so always thank her in every single way for how she has treated you.

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