A Poem for Mom
I called my mom and I heard her overwhelmed. I see how she loves and does better than just well. Just last week she visited me, she got to be with her mommy, my mom, and me. We spend time laughing, giggling, and crying too. Sometimes she yells but I can see through. She feels sad when she yells. So you see? I know that she actually cares about you and me. My mom is a wonderful mom. She loves, she cleans, she cooks, and even sings. One of her little one says “Mom, I love it when you sing!” Her eyes full of glee. Mom’s heart starts to shine. She can see she makes a difference sometimes. What she forgets is sometimes between the lines. Yes. Sometimes momies yell. But I know her very well. I know that when she yells, all her thoughts race to how badly she treats her young ones. She loves them don’t you see? It’s just harder than you can believe. It’s even harder for her than she can believe. Raising these ones, you see? So when you don’t remember, all that you are, here is a message from y...