Yes, they try to say that you are not mine,
But you have been mine from the very start.
Who are these people who try and define,
The love I feel in the depth of my heart?
The moment I first held you in my arms,
Wrapped in a blanket, standing in the cold,
Looking up at me, smiling, with your charms,
More precious to me than a pot of gold.
But they took you away and tell you lies,
It takes everything I have to keep calm,
And I hope and pray that you realize,
No matter the lies, I am always mom.
Keep the faith because I am always here,
Keep the faith because your freedom is near.
TLA 6/13/15-10/27/15
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