Happy Birthday, Mommy

I would not exist without you

and not because you gave birth;

my soul, my wit, my self,

all that you gave me has worth.

All I know and carry inside

could never have come from another

because no one can hold a candle

to the woman who I call Mother.

(Mommy doesn’t rhyme)

© AUtumn Siders 2016

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