Out of the mouth of babes
My Mum by Kamal, age 7
She doesn't play chess,
not even hide and seek
She's never doen a puzzle
and her nose is like a beak!
She's always on the phone
She never gets enough
by the time she gets off it
my dad is in a huff!
She really is lovely
especially with the hugs
When me and my sister goes to bed
She wraps us up like Bugs.
Thanks son. love you too ;0)
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6 comments:
This is priceless!! I love every word what a wonderful mom you must be!!! I saw your post about the altered postcard swap and had to pop in and see your art work and it is wonderful and I will be back and would love to add you to my blog if you don't mind!!!! if you do let me know!!! thanks this made my day!!!
Hugs Linda
How lovely!
Penny.
Wonderful poetry from a wonderful Poet! Kamal, you are so talented! You must make your Mum so very proud. I hope you will always write lovely poems for her.
Hugs for you both,
Suze xXx
Well done Kamal... but I wouldn't say it's like a beak really :) heh.
thanks for visiting my blog. glad you like my patterns! i'm trying to work my way through your various blogs and your portfolio site. lots of great stuff. and i looked at your son's blog too! he is also very talented.
lol!! ok, many thanks for the laugh. what an awesome poem. :-)
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