from Adair...for me
For My Mom Who in the Aughts
Never gave up,
like a butterfly in a rainstorm,
survived everything thrown at her,
be it breast cancer,
or the demotion,
she never gave up.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
tried her best at everything,
Who when I was sad,
hugged me,
and said it would be okay.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
was happy when I learned,
to ride a two-wheeler bike
at the BMX track.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
will never stop loving me.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
will never give up.
Never gave up,
like a butterfly in a rainstorm,
survived everything thrown at her,
be it breast cancer,
or the demotion,
she never gave up.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
tried her best at everything,
Who when I was sad,
hugged me,
and said it would be okay.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
was happy when I learned,
to ride a two-wheeler bike
at the BMX track.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
will never stop loving me.
For my mom,
who in the aughts,
will never give up.
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