I Love Mommy Because

Mommy loves me more than laundry
More than dirty dishes too
She’d rather spend her time with me 
Than doing things others do

She would rather play with me 
Than take a nap or sew
I love Mommy ‘cause she loves me
More than any TV show

She’s always there to pick me up 
And love away my tears.
She prays to Jesus every night 
To keep me from my fears

She gobbles like a turkey
And loves to dance around
I always smile; always laugh
She’s better than a clown

She’d rather eat her food all cold
So she can feed me “HUM”, and
Then wipe my face and clean the 
Walls and floor of food I’ve flung
 
Mommy makes the greatest faces 
When I do something she likes
But, saves the best for when she finds
She’ll need the baby wipes

She mostly talks like grownups do
But tries to talk like me
She hasn't mastered yet just how 
To speak in baby-ese.

If there’s just one thing I could say 
To Mommy when I’m grown…
“Thank you for who you are 
And the love you’ve always shown.”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Sirak Avatar
March 21, 2014 at 8:02 AM
Oh, I love this one! Congrats on your win.
Mehta Avatar
March 20, 2014 at 6:02 AM
Lovely and heartfelt poem on mommy. Congrats on the fine win, chris
A   Avatar
March 19, 2014 at 5:36 PM
Christopher, A tender loving write... :) Congratulations, with your winning poem, --A very touching topic, sponsored by the Awesome and Sweet Leonora-- Sending hugs ~LINDA
Gasun Avatar
March 19, 2014 at 12:04 PM
This is a great poem for mom my dear friend Christopher. Congratulations! Thank you so much for sharing and your loving support in my contest! Love lots and biggest hugs, Leonora
Britt Avatar
March 19, 2014 at 1:11 PM
Hi Leonora. Thanks for the placement. I didn't really expect much out of this one, but it is fun and factual to when my son was highchair age. Good times.
Horsch Avatar
January 2, 2014 at 2:52 PM
This is my first time reading this Chris, I was amazed at how well written from your sons point of view. I loved it. Keep writing ones like this. I love ya Bro.......Roger
Britt Avatar
March 19, 2014 at 1:12 PM
This is a fun poem...not my usual stuff. Nice to try something new.
Onclaud Avatar
November 9, 2013 at 10:12 PM
awwwhh, this makes me swoon, christopher.. a unoiqye approach that brings out the charm of this piece fomr the point of view of a child... much enjoyed!..:) huggs
Britt Avatar
March 19, 2014 at 1:13 PM
It is forever my goal to make girls swoon...though I didn't know that I'd accomplish that with this funny little poem. LOL :)
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