My Mother - Poem by Kim Ferguson
My mother means a lot to me.
I hope everyone can see.
I love my mother,
And so does my brother,
Because she is a great person,
And a lot of fun.
She works a lot but that’s ok,
Cause we still have time to play.
Her name is Melody and she eats meat.
She is nice and very sweet.
Even though she sometimes tells me no,
I will always love her so.
She’s my mother,
And I can always hug her.
Because she means a great deal to me,
I could never hate her,
Can’t you see?
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