Claude Davis III

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The Mom Poem - Poem by Claude Davis III

There you stand
Across the room.
With a broom
In your hand.

You work all morning.
Clean all evening.
Sleep all night.
Thats your day, right?

Its not always like that.
But you deserve a rest.
For my mom,
She will get only the best.

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  • (8/2/2006 12:24:00 PM)


    Class poetry all done by a fine hand
    love duncan X
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 2, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, August 20, 2010


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