Just For You MoM

I remember when I was young
Bedtime was always, the most fun
You’d come up to tell us your stories at night
You’d tell us of Sinbad and King Author’s knights


You would sit on my bed, right next to me
I was always happy that you picked me
While the others would gather around us so tight
To listen to the story you would tell us that night


And in those stories it was like we were there
Fighting hand and hand with the hero and ladies fair
But through it all, I remember it line for line
You never had a book, it came out of your mind


And now that I am older, and you are now writing your books
Of Fairy’s and dragon’s and Atlantis and crooks
I want you to know there will always be
A lot of you and your stories inside of me


And one day when I have grandchildren too
I’ll do as you did, and tell them stories too
For you are my inspiration in all that I do
And it's thanks to you Mom that I have so much of you



I thank you with all of my heart and I Love You Mom..

© May/2002 by Volcana

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