Ode to momma

Mon, 04/30/2018 - 10:14 -- c080101

I watched my Mom fill out an application.

I looked at the line that asks about past professions.

I thought to myself, that space is too small

Because my mom was the best of them all

 

I don’t want to name all her professions

But here’s a few

 

She was a teacher when I asked a question.

She was a priest when I had a confession.

She was a doctor when I was sick

She was my best friend when I needed her

 

Oh, how I love you momma

Your greatly appreciated.

This poem is about: 
My family

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