Happy Mother's Day to My Mom
Happy Mother’s Day Mom
Mom you carried me and loved me before I entered the world.
I know you wanted a boy, I was your first girl.
You made me strong as an ox and tough as steele
You told me women get a raw deal..
As I grew I remember you came to pick me up from school my first day.
I refused you ride as I told you I could make my own way.
And you cursed my independence and I wondered why you didn’t know I was strong.
I wish I had taken the ride I was wrong.
And we were close as two best friends as we grew.
A secret from the others only we knew.
That Mother’s and first daughters are best friends.
From the beginning until the very end.
As a teenager I told you I hated you... what a lie?
And I ran to my room and cried.
I projected my failures on to you.
Wrong again, what did I do?
At 21 I came home from Europe and admitted I didn’t know it all.
You were so happy to see your mighty daughter finally fall.
I admitted I needed you words of guidance.
Then best friends we were and dead was my defiance.
And when I had your grandson you drop me for him.
As he was the prize you had waited to win.
And you were such a great Nana he loved you with all his heart.
Never the day we could imagine when we would be a part.
But like a thief Cancer stole you ripping us to shreds.
And now you are gone quite simply said.
But your lessons were attained.
And your love still remains.
You will be missed on Mother’s Day.
But silent words I will speak to you as I pray.
Your love has fortified us to make it through.
However we still really, really, really miss you.
Dedication: This poem is dedicated to my Mom who died on January 7, 2011.
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