Sonnet #1
Since May ninety-seven she's stood by my side,
As she smiled and kissed and hugged me tight,
And year following year she's been my guide;
In life, in love, in learning she’s shed light.
But oddly each night when the sun hides its flames
Her eyes release the well of sorrowful floods.
“I don’t work all day for pay nor for fame
A simple ‘thanks Mom’ would do for my DNA”.
The tears have no true cause. I love my mom.
Nothing compares to the bond that we share,
Her smile, her kiss, and hugs make life seem calm
And her sorrow has no logic - I swear!
So as I grow old, before bed each night,
I say I love you mom and hug her tight.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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