A Toast To Mom
oh the weather outside is frightful
and having snowball fights were so delightful
getting hit in the butt and head
then laughing cause you start seeing red
hooking on car bumpers for a little ride
wearing tennis shoes we did slip and slide
mama yelling to get off or you'll be dead
we never listened to what she had said
socks for gloves to keep little hands warm
even amidst a blizzards storm
soaked from head to foot
looking like santa's outfit full of soot
but what I remember about fun the most
was waiting for mama's hot coco and apple butter toast
on that speical Christmas morning day
before the Lord had came and taken her away
{R.I.P. Mama}
Happy Holidays All
Love Kathy And Jenny
Also Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Songs In Poem Form
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