My mom is an artist
She painted this on my wall
It's above my bathroom mirror
The size is no where small
It reminds me of the years
I'd tell secrets to my doll
I could scream and shout and tear up
And eventually just ball
Fast forward to the times
Where a toy can't catch my fall
I can barely walk on my own
At best I can do is crawl
I just have to remember my mom
And go look up at this wall
It lifts my spirits up
When I'm feeling not so tall
Many times when I am lonely
I rush and give her a call
If no where else, at least
I AM LOVED it says so on the wall
#fms_wall
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