Mama's Eyes

Remember when you were a kid
and you wish you'd gone and hid?
Mom gave you that look
from the corner of her eye 
that said
you'd been caught in a lie.
With just one look
that's all it took
and you begin to cry.
With the narrowing of her eyes
that filled you with dread
making you wish that you were dead.
Then the look straigght down the nose 
as her head rose
told you
in the story you're telling
you'd gone too far
and thought it 
just a little bizarre.
How about when you were about to do wrong.
Something you know your not to do
With her head down
she'd look up at you
and her eyes would say.
I wouldn't do that if I were you..
Then there's that look
when you've done it anyway
and your're on the run
for it did say.
Now your're all done
and by the seat of your pants you'll pay.
The look I love most is the one
that came at the end of the day.
When she tucks you in bed
and kisses your head
her look would always say.
I love you child.
Not just for today
but always.

OOPS I forgot the eyes in the back of her head.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Roberts Avatar
April 12, 2012 at 9:57 AM
oh I love this, I have that look, the girls always tell me this, I can even control their children with it now, wonderful, glad you figured the site out now, I've sent you soup mail
Allen Avatar
April 12, 2012 at 3:09 PM
I'm so glad you liked it. I had a lot of fun writing it. I think that is why many of my poems have that bubble or comic side to them. I get happy when I write something happy. Just thinking about someone reading a poem of mine and chuckleing makes me chuckle. Thanks friend for your kind word.
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