For my Mom

Thank you, Mom

It’s not Mother’s Day or your birthday but I need to express

Thank you, dear mother, and the point I do stress

For the service you rendered in my rearing years

The giving, the loving, the laughter and tears

You made breakfasts and lunches, bags with pictures drawn on

Cleaned house, laundered clothing, didn’t go to the salon

You did more by eight than most do all day

Serving your family in your special “mom” way

I see it now more than ever as the job is now mine

To take care of my loved ones a thankless job by design

Serving young boys morning, noon and night

The expectations higher than a soaring kite

They demand as I work to make their lives good

Doing all the things I think that a good mother should

As they rant and they rave over this thing or that

I feel lower and lower thinking I am their mat

I know now how you felt not a thank you was said

As you worked and you served all of us in your stead

You could have pursued a career just for you

Getting praised for all the creations you’d do

I say it right now, better late than never

Thank you dear mom for the service you did render!!