Bri Edwards Mother Poems

Shall I compare thee to a bale of hay?
Hay is more lovely with a better shape.
Thou must have seen many a better day;
One look at thee and one tries to escape.
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IF you got lucky as a kid and got a good mother,
one who was sometimes 'mean'....for-your-own-good,
but other times seemed 'so good' you seemed to smother...
under her loving wings, cherish the thoughts of your childhood,
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I am ‘grateful' for that which pleases me,
or at least is "for MY good".Do you see?
As for "complaining", I do enough; it is so,
.....because some around me CAUSE, for me, woe.
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If Mother Nature must be dressed at all,
i hope, when i look her way, her dress will fall.
But just 'oh so slightly' when i, first, take a look,
just like turning a few pages of a joyous book.
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John Westlake wrote a poem, The Sailing Boat Pitches.
In it he compares a boat to a babe, and the Sea is as a bitch is,
a rocking tempest swinging her babe violently, side to side.
The rocking is so violent that her babe broke down and cried.
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