by Maria Mize
... a poem of gratitude to my mother.
|TO MY MOTHER
Hi, Mom. Did I say I love you today?
I wish you weren't 500 miles away.
I remember how we talked
when you were in the bath.
You never cringed or balked --
happy to help, even with math.
When we would argue or disagree
if I called home, you'd set my spirit free.
You found me a car I could afford to buy
and just the right dress for an Apple Butter Queen.
When it came to work, you knew I would try
and offered my skills to keep the neighbor's house clean.
When I saved enough money to buy a winter coat;
you helped me find one for just the right quote.
Remember, mom, I love you today;
and if you should need me, I'm a phone call away.