PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

To My Sweet Mother


You are like the breath of fresh air that I take in when I wake up in the morning and get to see your face

The haronic voice and sense of relief  I feel when I am struggling

The calm before the storm

This goes out to you Mother

You bring me a piece of mind that no one else can, and of course headaches but

You are my mother and through all that I do, you are still always with me no matter what

I love you more than you will ever kniow even when I get mad, I cannot stay mad

Forever and Always 

Your first daughter, 

Alexa Tafolla 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.