Taking Mother For Granted Poem
Its been 3 months and oh how I wish I could call her just one last time just to tell her I love her and I miss her. People take their mothers for granted and I'm so guilty of this but if I could …
Published: Dec 2007
Do What I Can't
Her birthday and the rest
You know she's sitting by the phone
Wishing you all the best.
She doesn't want to bother you
So she waits for YOU to phone.
She has so much free time now.
Most of it spent alone.
She knows you are very busy now,
With work and kids and wife
She helps you out whenever she can
She is the one who gave you life.
The years go by, so fast they fly
The years just never stop
She has joined the local church and
At local thrift stores she shops.
Luckily you have an organized wife
Who sends the cards you sign
You moved away for job prospects
Not because you wanted to leave her behind.
She quietly lives her life
Puttering around the yard
Thinking of ways she could help you
And cherishing your beautiful cards.
Whenever you think of her,
Please, listen and take the time
Because I would give everything I have
For just five minutes with mine.