Mom
My mother is very gentle and kind
A heart of gold, but a worried mind
She to me is the world and the best
Never complains or utters contest
The bringer of life is a committed love
To her children, who squabble and shove
Finding strength when we were in danger
Guarding us from every stranger
Guiding light in a sea of fear
Enchanting voice to soothe our fears
Mamma ensures your bellies full and never cold
The smartest teacher and always bold
A pedestal above your earthly needs
And so to her I do this deed
An ode to small to log in time
But it’s for mom… A gift of mine
Copyright © David Welch | Year Posted 2005
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