Dear Mom, I'm here to say the things I can't tell you directly, The words I'm afraid to tell in front of our family. Dear Mom, thank you for your love that knows no bound; Your soft and gentle touch that cures any wound; The nights you gave up sleep when I am sick; And your encouraging words when they call me weak. Dear Mom, I'm sorry for those tears, for making your cry; The yells I gave you for covering up my lie; And the curses I threw at you, telling you to die. But Dear Mom, now I'm proud to say I love you; And if I was born again, I'd still pick you.
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