Mom is the bomb.
She is awesome.
She's like the possum.
She really rocks.
Cause she's a fox.
Years ago when my youngest was asked to write a poem about Mom around Mothers Day, he came up with the funniest poem and presented it in front of the whole class and all the moms at a Mother's Day party. It was so funny that my boys have repeated it to me over the years.
It was even so catchy that sometimes they thank God in a prayer using the funny poem. You know, "Thank you, God, for Mom. She's the bomb…."
Okay, so he's not ready for the beatnik scene, and maybe I'm a bit biased, but I like it!
2 comments:
Sweet sister friend-
YOU ARE the BOMB!
This poem inspired me to remember that we are the APPLE of our boys eyes-
Let us never forget this and may we RISE to the challange of being the mothers/sisters/daughters and friends HE would have us be-
You GOOOOO GIRL!
I stopped by today from my blog and happened upon your poem. It's great! What a treasure!
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