Mom Poem by John Shea

Mom



Where are the flowers I promised?
In the canyon of your love
We are one with family
You taught us well
You brought us to a river
Filled with your nurturing ways
We drank our fill of your wisdom
We put you in our sons and daughters
You blossomed in our lives
That is why we thrive
Tears run in your absence
Until we meet again.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My mom was an orphan who raised five kids that love her and miss her.
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John Shea

John Shea

Cherry Point N.C.
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