Dear Moms,
Here are two student written poems that pretty much say it all. You're the best! Thanks for everything!
Love,WORD
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Good Money- by Amelia Titus, Grade 11Mother, mother, where have you been?
Did you step in a coffee shop,[God knows you love them]and get lost in Tuesday's specials?
Or sit on the corner of your ownmother's bed at 4 a.m. and watchher jerk in the dark?
Or did he put you in the spin cycle like he does all the drycleaning clothes?[God knows you love the smellof fresh dryer sheets.]
A smell that used to cling,sticky, in the air outsideour worn-wood home,before all the sawdust and sample bathroom tiles movedin, their suitcases crammedwith overextended adjectives.
You thought,"Good money will buy mea kitchen where I can cook duckand finally learn to be a chef."
[Of all things, God knowsyou are not a chef.]
Good money will buy me hardwood floors anda wine refrigerator,where all good thingsare bottled and cold.-------------------------------
A Rose for Mama- by Kimberly Woodcock, Grade 6
I live on a small dirt roadOn a cozy little farmAway from the town's centerAway from other barns
Across the way from my farmIs a meadow filled with flowersWhen I lay in the field and daydreamI feel that I have different powers
One cloudy and useless dayWhen my daddy had left for townI remembered it was Mama's birthdaySo I picked all the flowers that I found
When I saw the perfect flowerI dropped all of the othersIt was the most perfect thing everAnd should be given to all mothersI ran home shoutingWith just one thing in my handBut I tripped accidentallyAnd the flower was crushed in the sand
My mama came out and got meAnd asked "What happened, darling?"I told her about the flowerAnd her look was very startling
She said she didn't care about thatIt was the thought of the gift that countsShe said she loved me for thinking of herAnd the flower didn't matter an ounce
I always loved my mamaAnd that's the way it goesNow every single birthdayI give my mama one single red rose!
Remember Me