Mom

A poem on Mom from Ponder Awhile

 

MOM

 

 

With patience she has brought me up,

So much love, it keeps overflowing the cup.

 

She comforts me when I am in pain,

Or else a long time ago I would have gone insane.

 

I get scolded when she is right,

But so rarely has she misused her might.

 

I love you mom beyond compare,

When you need me I will be there.

 

God is here in a disguise for me,

The faster I realize the better things shall be.

 

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A poem on Mom from Ponder Awhile