A Mothers' Day Poem by Linda Fuller She has loved me from the moment egg and sperm collided Ceased her drinking and her smoking, never to rekindle Played the classics as I lay suspended, embryonic Tried to eat organically, and drank pure mountain water Just said no to drugs that would have eased the pain of childbirth Fed me from her breast and rocked me in my grandma’s rocker Dressed me in the sweetest little clothes you can imagine Pushed me in the tire swing that hung from our old oak tree Read to me from books that had the most delightful pictures Sent me off to school with pigtails tied up in pink ribbons Brought me kittens and a puppy from the local shelter Cooked for me the most delicious meals I’ve ever eaten Kept the house neat as a pin; no, that would be a falsehood -- Nature’s not the only mother who abhors a vacuum. 05/06/2011 Author's Note: This poem is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental. No animals were harmed in the making of this poem. Posted on 05/06/2011 Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller Member Comments on this Poem Posted by E. A. Pugh on 05/06/11 at 08:05 PM Very humorous authors note, fabulous poem about a wonderful mother. Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/07/11 at 06:05 PM The maternal bond aptly illustrated Linda. Very much reminds me of my own 'mom.' Superb addition to the genre of Mother's Day! Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)