A Poem for Mom in 2024
By Ellie Boggs
She helps me get out of bed,
She combs the hair upon my head.
She makes delicious banana bread,
And makes sure I’m always fed.
She helps me when my foot feels bad,
And cheers me up when I feel sad.
She likes to listen to music a lot,
And to put pretty plants in a pot.
She loves to do diamond art,
And while she works she likes to fart.
Now and then we play a game,
And winning is her claim to fame.
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