My Mother

Written June 2007

She’s not the mother who sits around drinking wine

But the one who is working off her behind

She cares more for her kids and husband

Than she does herself

She does so much and gets so little

She should be royalty

For all that she does

She is always helping

And hardly receiving

She is there when you need her most

Even if you rather be alone

She still wraps her arms around you

And can kiss away your tears of sorrow

When she is gone at work

I miss her voice

And the way she makes me laugh

She just turns my day around

Even if I lock myself in my room

Im still wishing she would come lay beside me

I miss being a little girl

And being able to run up and hug my mommy

I love you mom

With all of my heart

And without you

My life wouldn’t be the same