My mom (on the right)
It's time once again for
Mama Kat's weekly homework assignment. The prompt I chose this week is once again in my wheelhouse - "write a poem to your mother." Since I've posted a bunch of "Inga" stories from time-to-time, this should be easy (and hopefully, entertaining).
To my great German mother.
You are like no one other.
The English language you never really got.
Some of your quotes still make me laugh a lot.
You knew right away that a stubborn son you had.
When he refused to eat his spinach, and it made you really mad.
The lessons you taught your kids will never be forgotten.
They turned out super great, and avoided being rotten.
Even though your burgers and steaks always turn out gray.
I'll stop over to eat them any day.
You and dad always made us feel like a million bucks.
We love you so dearly for that, oh shucks!
Thanks again for everything, mom!
You really, really are the bomb!
10 comments:
A big "prost!" to Inga ... love her! ... babspeapod
Right On!
What a fun poem...I love it and love the picture!
Visiting from Mama Kat's!
So cute and sweet.
How sweet. ENjoy your Mother's Day.
ok los shakesphere
Hey, are we in the third grade again ? Lol !
Just thankful that you didn't write a limerick for your mother.
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I will be praying that you and your wife will be pregnant soon!
Wow. That should be on a plaque. :)
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