Mother's Day Poem by Jessica Copeland

I miss how you would steal my ice cream everytime we went to a restraunt but you'd never order your own
I miss how you would beg me to go feed the animals because it was raining and you didn't want to get cold
I miss how you'd pick a fight with me and then act all cutsie so I'd forget that I was mad at you
I miss how you'd threaten me when I'd steal your shoes
I miss the way you'd get very quiet if I proved you wrong
I miss how horrible we sounded when we heard our favorite song
I miss being able to tell you Happy Mother's Day