My mother is second to none,
She is just number one.
My mother is creative and also quite imaginative.
She is loving caring as can be,
She is a happy, helpful, breathing tree.
She likes to read,
Books which others fear to tread.
She is very frank,
But does not like pranks.
She is the best,
Better than the rest.
I cannot imagine a life without Mom,
It’s like a Jerry without a Tom.
This is a poem I wrote a very long time ago, one of my firsts. I found it today while going through some old papers and thought I should share it with everyone.