by Amanda Winn
I know you care for me, Mom, and
I know you love me, Mom.
I do what you tell me, Mom,
and I know What�s Right, Mom.
Although you may not know it, Mom,
you are my best friend, Mom, and . . .
I Love You So Much Mom.
I wrote this for you, Mom, to tell you
How much I care for you, Mom.
I�ll be a kind person, Mom, and I�ll do
Everything for you, Mom.
You may never know it, Mom, but
you�re not only my mom, but
My Friend, and . . .
I Love You Very Much Mom.
I Have this Garden of Poems
at first and then carried away with my greenthumb i planted everything trees and more trees and shrubs and bamboos and vines and hanging plants almost everything and so the blooming flowers died and the grasses diminishing like some hair of this baldness but nothing is lost in this garden of poems the birds came and built their nests some are still coming every morning and then the chirping begins |
Mom, I Know
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