Poetry by Taylor

Mummy,

I’m sorry for our fights

it isn’t right

to be angry with the woman who gave me life,

with the mother that made me who I am.

You taught me to be strong,

I try to show my strength in fights,

but it makes us both weaker,

we need each-other’s love to thrive.

Then, we wont have anything to fear,

because together you and I

are greater than ever

and all our problems will disappear

Taylor

I wrote this obviously for my mum, who is the greatest woman alive, shes taught me how to stand up for myself, how to look after myself ….ect but because of this I stand up to her sometimes, and I wish we didnt, because the women in my family are so strong, and if we all got along always we could do so much good. And the days that we all are getting along are some of the best days in my life