My Mom

by H E Losey   Jun 8, 2008


Her hair is white
Her back is bowed
For all her life
She has carried the load

She has enjoyed the good
And has endured the bad
Giving all her love
To her only lad

Now in the twilight
As her years grow few
Her man/boy returns
Their closeness to renew

published 2006

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden

    Oh that's a sweet little poem. :) Sounds like a mother's day poemmmmmm! ^_^ Short, but sweet. Five out of five.

  • 17 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Great job on this one, really enjoyed this piece! When I read this, it reminded me of my mom, and I'm sure other readers feel the same way! Nice ending too, a wonderful write! Take care! :)

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