Mom
39Mom a poem from Ponder Awhile
MOM
With patience she has brought me up,
So much love, it keeps overflowing the cup.
She comforts me when I am in pain,
Or else a long time ago I would have gone insane.
I get scolded when she is right,
But so rarely has she misused her might.
I love you mom beyond compare,
When you need me I will be there.
God is here in a disguise for me,
The faster I realize the better things shall be.
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You obviously love your mom very much! I particularly like the line about your mom rarely misusing her might. LOL! "Mighty" Mom
Well good on you. I do hope Mom is there for many years to come. I miss mine, I do. Ach, so many have been born without good Moms.
Great poem about your mom. A great read and totally sweet of you to post.









countrywomen 3 years ago
Mohit- Nice tribute to your mom. I only wish the poem could have been longer.