For Clarice

No matter how I screw up,

you curse me out,

you tell me don’t cry,

you love me.

With all my flaws,

and through all my greatness,

and when I have the amoebas,

you love me.

We look like twins,

we sound alike,

you read my mind,

you love me.

You spoil my child,

way more than you ever spoiled me,

you remind me that I’m your baby too,

and you love me.

 

I love you mom. I love all the other moms who fit into these lines all over the world. All my aunts who were mothers at a moments notice, I love you. All my friends who became mothers and do a stellar job, I love you. And last but not least, the most unrecognized mother of all: The daddy mom :) I love you too!

Happy Mothers Day! 

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Published by: piinnkkii

Tiffany has been writing since her adolescence. Her passion for writing took a backseat to a career in Education as well as her personal education. Tiffany was honored to have work published for the first time in May 2011. Since then her work has been featured in many books and online publications. From fiction to non-fiction, murder to relationships, Tiffany’s range as a writer is wide and deep. Crazy about killing, Tiffany's favorite genre to write is Crime Fiction. Tiffany writes for readers and wants their full input as she creates her work. “It is my job to satisfy readers. Everything they say about my work is invaluable. I use it to make myself and my writing better.” Tiffany’s hobbies include reading, Just Dance, and watching hours of ID Channel shows.

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