Written by: Elizabeth Skiba

She’s always there for me,
and worries all the time.
When I’m feeling sad
or even, when I’m fine. 

She teaches me what’s good.
She teaches me what’s bad.
She makes me laugh a lot,
sometimes, she makes me mad.

She spends her time with me.
She gives me lots of stuff.
Usually she is soft,
sometimes a little tough.

It feels so safe with her.
She’s there for me a lot.
Nobody has a mother,
a mother like i’ve got.

She loves me, that I know.
I love her very much.
This poem is for her
a mother’s gentle touch.