The Mother Poem by April Humason

You always put you kids first.
For all the jobs you do you never submersed. You fill me with tons of love. Even when I'm doing the undreamed of. You try to show me the right path. Never showing your wrath. You make me improve my mind. You tell me I better be kind. Your pureness for me flows in your heart. A true mother like you can't be tear apart. Your the one I turn to when I need a true friend. You have my back till the bitter end. I am your truest passion. You make sure I'm in fashion. When your down on your luck and broke. Your still making me laugh with a joke. You wanted to protect me in a bubble. Hiding me from all the trouble. You have so many different names that people call. But mom is the special one above all.