Mother

For Mom

Let's go for a drive

down that busy street

And even though the cars zoom past,

it's just you.

Let's go for a drive.

Doesn't matter where.

As long as we can sing off-key

I'll be fine.

We can have our long talks

about absolutely nothing.

We can have our cake

and eat it, too,

As long as it's chocolate.

I'll even let you ground me

for absolutely nothing

if it means something to you.

Tell me to "be nice".

Tell me to "behave".

Tell me to be something

that you'd be proud to call your child.

I'll find my niche someday

and, whether you like it or not,

I want to make you proud to call me your child.

I'm going to make you proud to call me your child.

Please be proud to call me your child.

And maybe someday

we can sit and watch the rain again,

or go for a drive down that busy street.

And even though the cars zoom past,

it's just you.

Author's Note

I wrote this for my mom for Mother's Day and slipped it under her bedroom door the night before so she'd see it when she woke up. She came out of her room in tears and hugged me tightly. We weren't always enemies.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, this touched me deeply. I am sure your mother will cherish this poem forever. The fact you remember those long talks about nothing and the drives down the street is touching. I am sure she loves you very much. Your love for her is obvious in between the lines. Heartfelt words. lydi**