Tears of Joy

I came into this world,
not knowing who I was.
I could here your cry of joy.
I was 5 and admired your smile.
I was 10 and you taught me how to cook.
I was 15 I was a rebel.
You helped me make the right choices.
I was 16 and you always found a way to alleviate me from a broken heart.
Now i'm 17 and your crying tears of joy, because of you i'm going to graduate.
Thank you mom.
Thank you for making me who I am today.

This poem is about: 
My family
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741