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Making Her Proud

Poetry By: SGBanks

I think most people can relate to this poem

Submitted:Feb 5, 2012    Reads: 34    Comments: 7    Likes: 4   

They are waiting for him to slip up just to hold his head down

But he has his head up knowing his momma would be proud

Knowing she raised a son that can hold his own

Find his target take aim and shoot with out looking back on the wrongs he condone

Still trying to figure out who he is

With friends and fam he can solve this quiz

Right now its a wal in the dark

But he is going to follow the light which is the glow of his heart

If he stumble then he will regain his balance

Finding what he wants in life will be his greatest challenge

Life is a ocean and he's just merely a guppie

And to all strangers he meet he says either hate me or love me

As he walks on he will hold his head high and never look back

He sees the finishline and his life is the track

She is waiting for him at the end

Thats why he wont stop till he sees her again

And when the red curtain drops imma take a bow

Knowing that my momma would be proud...


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