With Love : Form Peo to Plummy on Mothers Day

Dear Plummy,

 

When I’m feeling crummy,

it might be from a runny bummy,

you stop me feeling glummy;

you change my tummy back to yummy.

 

I may shoot you with my gunny;

I think tickling you ears is funny;

But, you are always there to love me and you make me feel all scrummy.

 

I am 4 but I’m no dummy;

I know I’m a lucky bunny;

My world more sunny By the mummy I call Plummy

Author's Note

First try at poetry - What do you think?