| �To My Mom�
You are the goal for which I seek for me, You are my guiding light, Everything I would ever want to be, All the things I try to do right, Your approval is what I feel I want, Of the man that I am now, But disappointment in my dreams do haunt, Am I not good enough some how, The things I show you I have done, That I was so proud to do, You find error in every one, As if to say �I�m ashamed of you�, You are successful you hold your own, With class, style and dignity, And every day I call you on the phone, To remind me of how I want to be, I shall never be a house hold name, And this I surly know, But for you to be proud of who I became, Would be nice for you to show. My poetry is a part of me, Each word is placed with care, And I wish that you could only see, The poems I long to share. Instead you tear apart my words, The spelling is all wrong, The grammar and punctuation is obsurd, I am to inept and uneducated to belong, But that�s O.K. I love you mom, And one day may you see, I did my best to belong, And make you proud of me. Author: K Ball 11-29-07 |
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