My Mother

by Sophia aged 10

My mother, my mother
is like no other, she is so nice.
When I’m really thirsty,
she brings me lemonade with ice.

She cooks and cleans
She gives me peas,
And always reminds me
to say ‘Please’.

When I’m sad,
she’ll lean in close
and say, ‘There’s nothing to feel sad about,
you know I love you most.’

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