Poetry

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Mommy loves me more than laundry
More than dirty dishes too.
She’d rather spend her time with me than
Doing things others do.

She would rather play with me than
Ttake a nap or sew.
I love my Mommy ‘cause she loves me
More than any TV show.

She’s always there to pick me up
And love away my tears.
Sshe prays to Jesus every night
To keep me from my fears.

Mommy gobbles like a turkey
And she loves to dance around.
I always smile; always laugh.
She’s better than a clown.

She would rather eat her food all cold
Just so she can feed me “HUM.”
Then, wipe my face and clean the walls and
Floor of food I’ve flung.

Mommy makes the greatest faces when
I do something she likes.
But, saves the funniest for when she knows
She’ll need the baby wipes.

She talks to me with grown up talk
Sometimes she talks like me.
I haven’t taught her yet just how
To speak in babyese.

If there’s just one thing I could say
Tto Mommy when I’m grown…
Thank you for who you are
What you do, and what you know.

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