I do not have a mom.
I longed for a mom.
I am only 16.
About to be 17.
In needing of a loving mom.
Crying at time form the lonelness.



Needing someone to talk to.
Needing a mom figure in my life.
Someone to lean on.
Someone to be there when times are rough.
Scared realy.
Not easy living with just guys.
Scareing at times.



Siting in a storm I can not controll.
Then out of nowhere.
A smile.
A laugh.
A nice word.
A mom.
A wonderful mom thatI always wanted.
She is sweet.
She is loving.
She is careing.
She is my mom now
And il ove her darely.



I have someone to talk to.
Someone to listen.
And to care about what I am saying.
Someone...