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I H O P E Y O U ' R E P R O U D


Dear mother,

I don’t show it but I feel guilty when I see

How your bill prices go up monthly

Or when the money in your pocket decreases rapidly

Paying for college will make your troubles like your bills

Everything is expensive now and I’m sorry but still

Your words of encouragement drive me to better my skill

One day when I finish, I hope to make enough so your payments won’t ever get off-track

Until then though I know that you’ll always have my back

‘ts not common, I suppose, for children and their parent to be so close, but

Reasoning being I can talk to you about anything and everything under the sun

Even though I tend to procrastinate a lot, I’ll make a

Promise to stop that habit and try hard and give everything my best shot

Ready yourself for the future, but try to stand your ground now, because

One day, in the near future, when I’m experienced and there’s wrinkles about your brow

Under the sun we’ll be talking again, in an extravagant little house, so

Do continue to believe and support me, because soon I’ll be able to make you proud

Sincerely, your thankful daughter.
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