My Mother

My Mother doesn't need to be my friend

she doesn't need to hold my hand

she doesn't need to tell me why

or think that I am in a lie

My Mother said to me

I want you to be unique 

I don't want you to be 

just hanging around anybody

My Mother tells me all the time 

to wash the dishes

and take the clothes out on the line

I hope that she is watching 

cause when I'm out on my own

I'll prove that I can be alone

waking up everyday

going to school

and going to play

seems just like what a kid 

should do

not getting in trouble 

and getting pursued

My Mother shows me the way

tells me son.. Daugther 

I love you

not all the time I feel this way

sometimes I just want to say

Mother find your way..

but then I know that I can't say..

Just knowing how she is 

Just knowing what she would say

keeps my me from saying 

I can't believe that she raised me on her own

like supermom who has crazy powers

nothing like having my mom

even though I act a fool

sometimes running like a stupid fool

not knowing that it was for me

Just thinking how much she is changing me

walking down the street 

imaging what it would be like

to finally find my life

looking back at her

she smiles and says keep on going

just a tear of just her knowing

I realize that this is it...

growing old seems like a fit

wishing I was back where I fit

just knowing that I can't sit

but my mother telling me 

how its going to be 

thinking that I'll just get away 

but my mother saying thats okay

with a smile on her face

wondering why she is 

smiling in the first place

what is she knowing

realizing that as I'm going 

she knew all a long that

I was going to be something

and here I am 

ready to venture off

to my college 

making mom proud 

thinking about how where I'm going

couldn't have happen with out my mom

here is to moms 

for being and showing 

here is to moms for 

Guiding me

heres to moms for

pushing me to keep going

here is to moms for 

not letting me get 

off track

raise up your glass

blow the whistle

because 

here is to moms for

not giving up and just knowing.

Reviews

[Moonie]

Oh here's to moms!!! Your writing is truly unique. You always write with such honesty, that it touches my heart. Your writing and your take on every day issues fascinate me. I can really relate to this poem. Mothers are truly our backbones, who help us, guide us, and mose important of all, they know us! :)) There are some suggestions that I would make:
#1 Break the lines, use more commas and full stops.
#2 in "Just knowing what she would say
keeps my me from saying " remove "my"
#3 In"like supermom who has crazy powers"add "a" before supermoms.
I really love the poem's visual structure. There are few who can make poems this visually appealing.