anita miles Poems

Life is a matter of accecption
Your mind is a theater it replays the reflection of matter
Her emotions flow to the sound of the music she plays
She sits an thinks about what the past has brought her
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Times are getting hard and not getting better
But one thing that stands and has not broken down is my mom
We've been through the storm an into the slet
But one thing about my mom is she stayed on her two feet
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She had a hard time
But when it came midnight bee's played so beautiful
Whisperd to the bee
Scratches on his back, scratches on mine
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