Travailed

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Travailed

To see you evryday, was something i took for granted. when I was young!  
Your life life of work outside the home started when my education started.
I owe to you my emotions, my outspokeness.
I owe to you my heritage and my family tree. 
Though limited in education, you taught me the higher learning of faith and love.
I am you in male form.
Heartaches of you not here, take me back and forth with myself.
So i go alone when alone, living life each day!
You loved me when i was wrong,
You loved me when i was right!
As your son, I find Joy in having you as a mother and a mom.
My thoughts of you make me smile and hope you live forever in .......Jehovah.
For I love you Ma, I love you and i miss you. 
happy days from your son. To her whom traviled my entrance into the world.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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