My Mother

There is so much I could say about my mum. This little poem is a small start.

You know, there are some really nice people here on earth
But the most special person was there at my birth

She is my mother and a good mother at that
She supports me, feeds me and advises me at the drop of a hat

There is no better words to emphasize her good ways
She still stands beside me in my darkest days

I am not the best son and I am not the best fun
But her love shines through when I want to run

I never will forget her, her loving kindness has power
I try to say I love her nearly every day, every hour

She is my only friend that goes the extra mile
I greet her every morning with a greatful smile

My sister and I love her so very much
As does the family that she keeps in touch

I have the best mother and that is a fact
One day I'll listen and clean up my act

This is to you, my dearest mother
I know there will not ever be another