My Momma

Soft and tender voice you protected me from harm spoiled me rotten hands soft as cotton You weren’t father’s first choice you won him with charm Soft and tender voice raised us on the farm spoiled me rotten Francine Roberts' contest: "Senryu for Mom"

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Gwendolen Song

Date: 5/1/2011 5:39:00 AM

Robb- If you are blessed to have your mother still u should let her read this kind account of herself. I think senryu's are tricky to write...u made it look easy. gwendolen

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/28/2011 11:13:00 PM

I almost want to see "spoiled me rotten" as the title. I think that would be cool to have a mom that spoiled me rotten. Lucky guy, you. Were you an only child??

Jack Horne

Date: 4/27/2011 2:29:00 PM

Lovely memories of your childhood and mother

Jimmy Anderson

Date: 4/27/2011 9:34:00 AM

Very nice and caring Senryu...good luck in the contest...Jimmy

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/27/2011 9:26:00 AM

Lovely Rob, good luck in the contest... p.d.