I’m the glue
The one who holds you up
The one who puts you back together
The one who carries you when too weak to stand
I’m the glue
I’ll stick to you until I’m pullin off
I’ll wrap around you until pushed away
I’ll come apart once in awhile but will always come back
I’m the glue
You use me when something’s broke
You bend me till I’m stretched out
You need me until the problem’s solved
I’m the glue
When she’s falling apart
When she needs someone around
When she hurts so much breathing is a battle
I'm the glue
And I'm proud to be
- Author: Merissa ( Offline)
- Published: November 28th, 2017 09:09
- Comment from author about the poem: This was about my mom. She goes through a lot so I try to be there for her.
- Category: Family
- Views: 13
Comments1
Good living write for your mother,
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