Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Here is a poem my son wrote

My son wrote this for me several years ago. I am so blessed.

Mother

Mother, you always get up out of bed
To fix us breakfast or fix us bread
Just want you to know how much we appreciate
Everything you do and say

You always provide us luscious suppers
Chicken Tettrazini, and many more
Beef stew with cornbread, each better than the other
Your meals make our taste buds soar

You do laundry when you're having a bad day
You do lost of chores but you don't complain
You do more than you should ever have to
You're the best mom in the world and we love you

1 comment:

Bouquet of Daisies said...

Ask him if I get a poem for sharing the recipe. ;o) LOL

I got a few special gifts like that this year. They're the best, aren't they?