Bri Edwards Mom Poems

When it comes to saying which guy is Great,
it is really up to each gal (or guy) to rate ….
for themselves, …..though I'll give THIS advice:
'Don't ever marry the same guy twice! '
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Yes, maybe make this into a poem. Maybe it will be fun?
Nona, your mom keeps saying ‘Apologize. You're the one
….who should be responsible to do it. You are OLD! '.
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Well Mom missed this day by almost nine years.
At ninety-one(?) we escorted her from this “veil of tears”.
But no tears I had the June day she passed.
Her will was NOT to live just in order to “last”.
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My mother, ‘Dear Mom', she raised me well.
All who say I'm crazy can just go to Hell!
A single mom with two kids, she did what she could, to put food on our table and raise me and Sis good.
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When I was a kid and got a cold, my mom kept me ……secure.
She put me to bed, and gave me buttered toast and soup ….to cure.
And ginger ale, Canada Dry I suppose. Only the ‘best' for Bri!
[It didn't suffice when pneumonia I got (twice) : I wonder: ….'Why? ']
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