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Mum, if you’re reading this thank you for everything, even though we disagree now and then! I wrote this poem purely because as we get older, we realize that nobody can hold on to things, relationships and people the same way they did when they were younger. Independence for me hasn’t been sudden, rather I’ve grown to rely
I hope that when you look down one day, instead of seeing dirty, grey trainers that carve blisters with each step and faded laces that get pulled over and over again until they become raw thread, you’ll notice daisies sprouting from the earth, embracing your callused feet. I hope that when little kids on the
