Below, is a poem I wrote in May, 2006 – typo’s and all.
Ten years ago. I was Twelve.
‘When im soked she has a towel,
When im broke she gives me money.
She cheers me up when im sad
And solves my problems when im mad.
Evan when I am late,
she still thinks that I am great.’
Still, the realest poem I’ve ever written. Love you Mom! Happy Mother’s Day ❤