Sunday, May 13, 2007

Dearest Mom,

I did not send a gift to you.
I penned some doting rhymes in lieu:
Sorry I'm a selfish daughter,
but Mother's Day is Hallmark's fodder
for those sad souls who can't express
through love and simple tenderness
the gratefulness they should bestow
upon The One who helped them grow.
So unto you I do bequeath
longevity and healthy teeth;
in hopes that one day you and I
might share a laugh and gently sigh;
knowing that our lives were great,
Happy Mother's Day from Kate.

1 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

Thank you for the beautiful poem, Kate. Seems strange to share it in cyberspace. Love, Mom

Saturday, May 26, 2007 3:59:00 PM  

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