an ode to my mom

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 08, 2008

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Submitted: March 08, 2008



with battered boots she roved alone
to forein seas and lands unknown
and on her wake, trail of tears
ahead of her two lonely years.

and there she met her rigid days
she worked and braved their forein ways
yet rest was absent in her nights
for there she fought her hardest fights.

with swollen eyes she looked at them
her joy - two little ones and him,
she hugged them all and felt the air
she closed her eyes, another tear.

and there she learned the art of fools
to dream-awake and talk on walls,
to read their poems a thousand times,
to find rhythm where there's no rhyme.

hats off to her our heroine!
whose struggles often never seen,
ans those, clueless of what she had
bow down you fools you're with a god!

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