Marilyn Lott Poems

My mom was always at our home
When we climbed off the bus from school
A delicious dinner on the table always
We were taught the important golden rule.
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It isn't just about giving birth to a baby
That defines a mother completely
A woman can simply walk away
For whatever reason there may be.
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I have in my flower garden
Right by the front door
A flower so lovely and fragrant
I found it at my garden store.
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He started as a tiny little plant
Within my flower bed
I could have pulled him up
But I chose to keep him instead.
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Her name is Black Eyed Susan
Dark velvety her pedals are
If she were in a contest
Well, she truly would be a star.
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As I look through old letters and cards
Sent to my mother years ago
They really bring back memories
Because I love her so
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Spring is such a pure delight
When weather starts to warm
Flowers open up for us
In the city or out on the farm
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Do you ever go to an art show
And spend much of the time
Looking at the people there
People watching is fun I find
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The flowers of spring are so welcome
And diverse depending on the place
But it doesn’t matter which flowers
Are grown in their own special place
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It is such fun to look back
To vacations we’ve had in the past
A different time and circumstance
But then nothing ever lasts
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