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Charlene

She picks up every stained t-shirt, takes out the trash, sweeps up the dirt. She washes every dirty dish, but might forget to feed the fish. She's sure the girls are always fed and gives them 'mooches before bed. She lets them know that it's no joke when the tub is pink and the floor is soaked. This mommy's kiss can heal boo-boo's; it dries up tears and cures the flu. They know that monsters do no harm to little girls in mommy's arms. She'd give them the world if she could and always tries when tips are good. Her body aches at her shift's end but still finds time to play pretend. She's everything I hope to be when my own kids look up to me. The world could never be so mean if every mom was like Charlene.

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  1. Date: 12/7/2011 6:36:00 AM

    Very wonderful poem! I enjoyed reading it! :) ~Amber

  1. Date: 12/4/2011 11:37:00 AM

    welcome to poetry soup nice poem hope to read more.

  1. Date: 12/3/2011 1:25:00 PM

    I love sweet mom Charlene. "Love that is true never grows old" OXOX Anne-Lise

    Engle Avatar Nicole Engle Date: 12/3/2011 3:10:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    thanks, I love her too! She's my best friend. This was actually written as her Christmas present lol