As Mother’s Day approaches, I had to reflect this poem I wrote my beautiful mother 5 years ago. She is the best mother one could ever ask for. The only thing that has changed is my love and admiration has grown for my mother I love you mom!
Despite race, distance, difference it didn’t matter. She chose me, loved me, raised me and I’m proud, honored and blessed to be her child! Happy Birthday to My beautiful Mother Julia
Written by: Deborah Elizabeth Schrepper 5/11/14
There was a woman who asked God for a child with many tears down her face: There was another woman who was with child and not wanting that child in her place.
So God prepared both women and blessed them, but only one could be called my mother: One woman brought forth the child inside her then her task was then done.
And the other woman gave the child love and a real life-like no other: The child grew to know she was different and not like the rest: She knew that two women were put to the test.
One woman gave her the tanned…
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