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All I Really Wanted To Say
by: Jim Nasium, Source Unknown
Who is this woman I am talking to she makes no sense to me she's not as strong or active as she used to be.
She sits a lot each day now in her favorite chair the little things that bothered her no longer seem to care.
She talks when she's not spoken to, to someone I can't see I wonder who is this woman can someone please tell me.
I wonder who this woman is that's been around me so very long she was once young and able and she was beautiful, and strong she'd tuck me in my bed at night when it was dark, and late.
She would cook me the best food that I have ever ate but now when I look at this woman I find myself getting sad.
She is not the same woman and that makes me mad this woman is my mother she's getting very old you know and when I look into her eyes I wonder where the years did go the years that she held me the years she sang to me the years she chased me around the yard as happy as can be.
But now when I talk to her she doesn't even know my name to see my mother like this is driving me insane and so I sit and write a poem a poem that is just for you all I really want to say mom it is Happy Mothers Day ...and I love you
Child's Wish, A
by: Willy M. Samson, S3, Source Unknown
Child: Mommy, can you read me a story?
Mommy: Sure my dear, but not now.
Child: Mommy, did you know that I got an "A" in my test?
Mommy: What did you say? Sorry I am not listening.
Child: Mommy, Is God male or female?
Mommy: Sorry honey, I am tired. Mommy wants to go to bed.
Child: (whispers)... I wish I have a mommy.