041611d Mom At Shoe Store Poem by Manonton Dalan

at shoe store she fits me
with two sizes over; it flops
and she would calmly ask
'does it fits you right sonny? '
'no mom, i feel like a duck'
'don't worry you'll outgrow it'

she's looking at colors i know
it's not brand name of a shoe
she's very particular on soles
one that won't leave black marks
she keeps floor speck and span
i will leave my shoes by entrance

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i'm writing my recollection about
my mother as a reminder to mom's
that we kids does keep in mind
lots of things concerning our mom's
and of course we remember at
'MOTHER'S DAY'