Thank You My Mother Poem by Ros Venn

To my mother, I want to say thanks,
Though my existence may purely be chance,
It is without you or my father,
That I am not put together,
I have composed a piece in his honour before,
It is now that I write this one in respect of my mother.

I have you to thank for my creative side,
In your poetry, card making, jewellery creation, take pride,
Painting black horses in the dark of night,
This provided me with a great laugh upon seeing the sight,
Though you felt humility in what you think a failure,
To me your accidental creation is happiness of a black night mare.

You may never win master chef,
Your chicken curry I've never left,
A spec on my plate,
Even though life's fate,
Caused it to end up on the floor,
I could never say no to some more,

I'll let the final stand or verse,
Contain the sentiment without a curse,
So I thank you for this weird and wonderful life,
Though I often face challenges but not a flying knife,
You have given me the skills to get by,
Just like a bird you've given me wings to learn to fly.