My mom was a kid just like me
Who was sweet, spice and had bandaid knees.
She played with friends and went to school,
She did chores, went to church and other things that were cool.
She had pets when she lived on a farm,
That she protected and dressed them up to keep them from harm.
She listened and learned throughout her life,
Met my dad and became his wife.
They had some children,
One of them, Me.
When my mom was a kid,
She was waiting for me!
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Sometimes it’s hard to imagine that our parents were ever children.
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