the way to my mom's heart...
I wanted to tell you much I appreciate you
instead, I made you eggs
I wanted to show you how much I've learned from you
instead, I made you pancakes
I wanted to let you know how much I admire you and everything you do for those around you
instead, I made you coffee and a fruit juice
I wanted to give you a hug and apologize for not being the daughter you deserve
instead, i made you breakfast this morning
the eggs came out runny..
the pancakes turned out funny looking..
by the time you sat down to eat, the coffee was cold and the fruit juice was warm..
and in the end you took care of eveything and everyone
and that smile never left your face
maybe one day I'll finally find the words to express
how much you mean to me,
how much i admire you,
how lost I'd be without you..
In the meantime, I think I'll take you out for brunch next mother's day..
Indigestion is no way to let you know how I feel.
posted by anonym00kie @ 2:23 PM
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14 Comments:
cute. I once came across an old British song about a letter from a mother to a son and back, detailing a "laundry" list of all the things that the mother did for her son over the years. It was rather interesting.
That is so touching. It brought tears to my eyes.
Woah you got a new profile pic... creepy! How does this personify you better, lol.
Mookie - you've got the right idea! I think our parents are more proud that we "are" than from anything we can do to thank them. I try and focus on making mom happy every day, at least as best as I can.
Mother's day can be appreciated on many different levels... some of us can't really express how much we love our moms with out getting uncomfortable, so the card or the eggs is a neutral medium. I think our mothers understand it though. They understand e/t, right? :)
Here in the UK- they did not celebrate Mothers Day yesterday.
Here they choose an entirely different day and call it 'Mothering Sunday'. Nobody really does anyting for it, it's more of another excuse to get people into church.
I MISS THE GOOD OLE USA!!!
I forgot to tell you that I lovvve what you wrote!!!
sounds like the little boy in the beginning of 'child's play'.
'...here mommy! i made you breakfast in bed!'
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nice! i really like. is this your own work?
brings back memories of trying to figure what it is mom would like...when in fact she really needed nothing at all to know that we love her.
sigh. i wish i could've been home for mother's day.
would you like to be a guest poet on the peacefulpoet blog?
frum idealist, FrumGirl, kasamba – thanks, im glad you enjoyed
FrumGirl – it’s a third eye, or an evil eye, or its against the evil eye, maybe its about vision, or perception or maybe its just a cool picture of an eye. I don’t know why I picked it, it just jumped out at me and felt right.
Josh, Lost, zenjew youre right, she was happy and she was thankful, I just wish for myself that I could do things better – whether its fry some eggs, or tell her how I really feel.
and, zenjew what a compliment! Id love to be a guest poet on the blog, but I don’t know how to write poetry. I didn’t even realize this was poetry.. hmm I wonder how much poetry ive written without being aware :)
s.j.-you don’t know how much I appreciate your comments, they add just the right touch of creepy, morbid, sarcasm that I’m still too shy to express on this blog! keep 'em coming
Real gratitude is expressed through deeds and not through words.
However, next time you should try doing something you're GOOD at.
;)
awesome post! one of the best blog posts i've seen anywhere, anytime, anyway. keep up the good work, you awesome, awesome piece of meat.
oh puleeez, you just wanna get your filthy paws on my mom's pancakes, sicko!
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