Page Two Of The Poets Corner

This next piece was written

not long after my Mother

passed away last year.

It speaks to what we

probably (I hope) all had as

children growing up;

or perhaps wanted to have.

Who Is That Woman?

She cares for us when we’re ill,
And even when we’re not.
She makes us take our pill,
Even if we think it’ll make us rot.

When we want to laugh,
But can only cry,
She has that special way
Of drying our eyes.

She gives advice about
That girl or boy we like.
She picks us up and dusts us off
When we fall off our bike.

She watches us grow,
And helps us on our way,
She puts our feet on the right path,
Each and every day.

Who is that woman?
Of course you know who.
We all had one.
You, and yes, me too.
She was our Mother,
Who’s Love Is Forever True.

Michael Russell

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