MOM

Mom Poem Lionel Derbyshire Where is my metal When i am weak Where is my coastline From the deep... Where is the fountainhead Of our parenthood Her heart is never A padlock She rubs my ear And vow to love me In solemn oath. Where is my flawless My entire vital wrap My loyal guardian.. Who makes me golden. Where is my trumpet call In her shawl She shouts from the hall Our pact is unbreakable In my babyhood of Sore, cut and bleed She be my nurse. The jaundice and pox She takes away Where is my night call The tissue to my cry My songster so enjoyable Tuck in with lullabye Where is the little That I know From the one that brought Me up to grow What is my first shout call for help MOM ! My first hero In this world.