Mother’s Day was a couple weeks ago. Since that day also happens to correspond with my end of the semester grading frenzy, I didn’t get a chance before now to post this lovely poem that my 12-year-old daughter wrote for me:
MOM
a business teacher
a pitch perfect singer
a writer of astonishing books that I love to read
a cook of marvelous foods
AND she cleans like a pro
MOM
a helper with homework
a stay up late worker
She is head shopper for birthdays, Christmas presents and other stuff
MOM
is patient (ish)
stylish
and cool (ish)
But the best thing about my mom is that she loves me
and
that’s the best
I could get.
Irina
2015
Yeah, I cried.
Photograph © Mamz