Poem from Mom: Rules
March 22, 2010
“Rules”
there are many rules
new ones and old
we have to choose
what we are told
you can’t do this
you can’t do that
you must be thin
you can’t be fat
where am I to look
for me myself and I
up in the sky
or in apple-pie
chance filled choices
creating whats new
hearing your voices
what you will do
do not fret get
live life well
the best is yet
time will tell
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Sound like conversations that most of us had with our moms at one time or another…enjoyed reading it.
I think you’re right. Thanks for reading. More on the way.