Mother

Snow gathers at our door
Falling from heaven down comes more

My mother tells me to stay indoors
I do not listen and often catch many sores

She makes me wear snow pants that I detest
She says along with warm coca it’s winters best

Before I head out the door she bundles me up like a polar bear
The kids at school tease while others just stare

My winter boots stomp on newly fallen snow and slush
When I’m out too long my checks begin to blush

Mother gets worried when I head out to play

She tells me that on ice I should stay away

She questions me why I always make a fuss to dress
I enjoy the attention I confess

She tries her best to keep my hat in place but I won’t let
She makes funny faces when she is upset

She picks me up after school
I wish she wouldn’t as that makes me look un-cool

She loves to shower me with kisses and warm hugs
She is the one who checks my bed at night for any bugs

*Please rate and comment!
I will be sure to return the favor...