Mommy
Scary closets,
And darkened rooms.
Always lead me back to you.
Clapping everytime i stick it.
Laughing everytime i smile.
Huggin when i fall.
Being here is your job,
All the time, even when i fall.
Crying when i leave,
Wishing for luck.
Yelling at me.
Spanking my butt.
You are my mommy.
And that is just that.
Copyright © Shannon Brose | Year Posted 2011
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