Happy Birthday, Mom
Today is my mom’s 107th birthday
She’s been gone for sixty-five years
Everyday, with love, I think of her,
And, I fight back those tears often.
She was a gem, a treasure, you see,
The finest mom any boy could’ve had
She was always thinking of me.
Written September 4, 2022
[tribute to Elizabeth Agnes
Allport (1915-1957)]
THIRD PLACE WINNER
Submitted to "Remember September" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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