Mom's Dinner Plate Poem by Katrina Lusk

Mom's Dinner Plate



It's the best in the house.
Even though she portions ours,
And makes each one the same.
Whether we've just recently snacked,
Or she hasn't ate all day.
When it comes time for dinner.
We still eat off of mom's dinner plate.

Sunday, February 18, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: family,sharing
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