Mom: I wrote my first poem about you.
I was in the 4th grade and worried you would die.
I only remember the title but not the words-
Only a promise that should you leave
I would reunite with you.
Mom, I wish i could show you that poem.
It was in a composition book
And I remember writing it in the car on the way to the hospital
Begging to the sun to let you stay.
I would do everything you ask if by some miracle I could keep you.
Mom, you survived that surgery years ago.
And you survived many more after that.
Sometimes it scares me how used to this I am
But every it is different as well.
And I’ve haven’t been able to keep my promise that kept you here.
Mom, I’m sorry I’m a handful.
I can see how frustrated you get with my and my brothers
And sometimes I get so angry I don’t want to talk to you.
An ugly feeling washes over me
I don’t see what I’m doing to you.
But Mom, you’ve taught me so many beautiful things the world has to offer.
You’ve taught me and my brother to keep doing out best no matter the circumsance.
And how to laugh at yourself from time to time.
To value people while they are in your life.
And to always make more food than you need in case of sudden visitors.
And Mom, I’m pretty sure you’ve seen how far I’ve come.
You seen me grow through the years,
Fall and learn from my mistakes
Experience the world and make my own mind.
So many, many beautiful things.
Mom, there is no way for me to pay you back, ever.
But i just want you to know you’re very loved.
Everything you’ve done for me, sacrificed for me, given me
Is appreciated from the bottom of my heart,
And from my brothers as well.
I’m just a clueless
person who is trying to
find their place on Earth.
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