Ode to Grandmother/Mother

I'm starting to see the mother you use to be

When the fits being thrown, where thrown by me.

I cringed when my nephew threw that fit

For I heard those old familiar words

"Boy, you're gunna git it!"

I saw that look I use to see in your eye

The one I saw when I knew I would die!

But it's alright, I made it through.

And what do you know, he will too!

I saw a chance to make a joke.

So at my own mother, I took a poke.

Don't be to upset!

A judge of motherhood can be

A PERFECT child,

and just look at ME!!!

Love,

Your Son Nathan