Mom Poem by David Whalen
Mom
Rating: ★5.0
Grey hair…
Red wrinkled cheeks
Warm smile, always ready
Oer the years, days and weeks
Time worn fingers
Thin gold band… so old
That’s my mom… made with hugs
Wrapped round a heart of gold
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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4/26/2024 4:26:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The word MOM brought tears to my eyes one more time, since I just came from visiting my mother's grave....Mom is a sacred word that in us never dies....Excellent write, keep it up! Love and Peace....