Mom & You
Sweet dreams when mom made me sleep
Nightmares when you made me sleep
Delicious rice when mom fed me
Poisonous hot dogs when you fed me
Poor but peaceful life when mom was with me
Rich but rigorous life when you were with me
Mom’s words were harsh
But full of care, love and protection
Your words were sweet
But full of anger, deception and manipulation
Why are mom’s little things so different than yours?
Why are your big things so different than mom’s?
All I know is
There is no substitution
For the three-letter word “Mom”
While another three-letter word “you”
Has thousands others
poem by James Mond
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