The Best Times Of My Life Poem by Nicholas Wayde Turner

The Best Times Of My Life



The best memories I have are the ones with you.

Running around town in the car singing 'I believe I can Fly'

I know what you think, but none of it is true.

I remember watching you get ready for work and the smell of the curling iron with the mixture of your perfume.

We would have our little talks that were mostly full of questions about everyday life.

You taught me how to dot my I's.

You taught me how to sore through the skies.

Thank you for all your love.

Now I'm as free as a dove!

Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
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