I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of a box.
specially prepared for me by a crazy red-haired fox.
I'm told its full of treasures, gathered here and there
individually chosen with lots of love and care.
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I wrote this poem in August of 2002 upon hearing that my mother was sending me a care package.
You couldn't have said it better. You captured the essence of your mother and your personification of her as a crazy red fox is clever-to use a pun! .Crazy with endless love for her family of course. A very touching poem.