A poem for my mom

It’s tough being the Writer in the family.

People look to you when they cannot express themselves. My cousin asked me to write a poem for his girlfriend and I was tempted to copy and paste some lyrics from Lil Wayne.

It is not as tough as being the Counselor among friends and I reckon from Easter I will start collecting session fees for the advice I give. However, in celebration of all the mothers out there, I thought of these four lines when it comes to my mom.

I have a mother,

True as no other.

I love my  mother,

Her name  is Bertha.


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