When I was a tiny baby crying all night, my mom sang to me and stayed by my side When I was tired and hungry, she gave me food and warm arms to sleep in When I was two running through the field, she made sure I was safe and kept me from danger When I fell and hurt myself, she gave me a hug and lifted me up When I was seven coughing badly, she said no ice-cream for me But I talked back loudly, “I should be allowed to eat some! Give it to me now!” When I was nine watching scary movies, she said it’d give me awful dreams But I shouted back angrily, “I should be allowed to watch it! I’m not a baby!” When I was a teen going out with friends, she said, “Please be back by ten!” But I talked back again — “I should not be told what to do! I’m seventeen now!” Now I’m an adult, thinking back to those times I coughed for days after eating that ice-cream And had scary dreams after watching that film I was late for school from staying out past ten I regret talking back, not listening to Mom Mom knows best, and for me she wanted only the best!

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