My Little Friend

Let me tell you about my “little” friend who proclaims not to be!
My support system!
I’m thankful to have someone who doesn’t question me but lets me be
For any day I say I’ll be doing anything she stands by me

A mother, my queen
I love you!
Thankful I got the chance to hear your heartbeat from inside and I thank you for always allowing me to shine
There’s no other person I rather play follow the leader behind

My mother, oh how I love her, she’s my best friend
My blueprint
The highlight of my day is going home because that’s who I converse with
I’m very stingy with my mother. I pass it on as being over protective which probably stands true
but I’m starting to respect the fact although I get to experience her everyday others should too because she’d contribute to making the world a better place, a safer space. 

She’s just more than a “mother” to me, It’s essentially no words to explain how important she is to me than to use her as a reference when you think of me. Thank Her!

“She’s just like me bro” *laughter* “just older”
My number one soldier
“Why you call her moms?” because she’s such a comfortable spirit unintentionally I grew up watching her turn out to be “moms” to everybody..
As I’ve mentioned before I always ignore the statement “I’m not your little friend” because she’s the ultimate, my everything friend and as I write this I realize It’s nothing “little” about that at all.
Not a day goes by where I don’t give praise to the most high for being blessed to be a daughter to thee.

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