Best Motherdad Poems
Dad was digging in the garden
When he struck a custard well
Mum was none too happy
By her phizog you could tell
We watched the plume of custard
As it rose into the sky
Dad said “It’s bloomin’ lovely
We can have that with some pie
Mum was still unhappy
“This has ruined my best dress
You can both get out there later
And clear up this ruddy mess”
First thing in the morning
I went out, to see the hole
Scraped away the surface
And I filled a little bowl
Sitting on my haunches
In my jim jams and a vest
I took a cautious spoonful
And declared it was the best
Then later on, the press appeared
And in the garden mustered
As Dad explained how he had found
A well of perfect custard
A well known geolologist
Was hired to survey
He said our well, might just achieve
Ten thousand puds a day
So, Dad went out and bought himself
A brand new custard pump
And put it in the shed that he
Was just about to dump
With lots and lots of effort
And a little bit of planning
We built ourselves a factory
And we started custard canning
Now mum is very happy, ‘cause
We’ve bought a house that’s bigger
Don’t know what she’ll say though
When she sees Dad’s bought a digger
i remember the time on a cold winters day
when i was called home from school
dad told me mama that you passed away
and his heart was crying for you
we all cried a lot on that day mom
me and dad and sister sal
some say it seems like only yesterday
but to me it seems like a thousand days of hell
it hurt dad so much you see
and he couldnt hold up his head
it even got worse just a while ago
when he learned that sally was dead
dad took to drinking a lot after that
and he couldnt carry on that way
mom save him a spot in heaven with you
because dad he just died today
now save me a spot in heaven with you
because soon mom i am coming home
tell the good lord to make us a spot
so we will never again be alone
When our dad left us and our mama took his place.
When he was gone he left without a trace.
So mama was mom and dad raised us on her own.
If she got mad at us her voice took a different tone.
No matter what we done no matter what was the case.
Her favorite phrase is "wipe that look off your face".
Now that our mamas in heaven we'll never hear them words
Wipe that look off your face are words that long to be heard.
Teresa Skyles
Entered in Francine Roberts"My parent"contest.