Your Mom

My mother

is my mom.

She and I

will sometimes disagree.

More often

it seems these days.

Yet she is still

my mother.

She is not yours

and she will do what she will

because that is

who she is.

Everyone has a mother.

How you treat them

says exactly how you treat the world.

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