A Poem About My Mother

Jul 04, 2025

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She’s artsy and funny
Full of love and empathy
Unlimited energy
And hardworking as a bee

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She dives into the books
Art exhibits and opera
I know everywhere she looks
To cultivate her aura

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From Degas or DaVinci to Hokusai,
She loves to travel and her tea
C’mon there’s no time for a sigh
Or to say Goodbye to curiosity …

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Oh it’s such a chance
To be the one daughter
Of a passionate doctor !
Who Jumps every fence,

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Disregards all of the customs
she’s her own author
Yes, I hit many bottoms
But there is my mother

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A shield against the spite
A magnifying glass
So I can see all light
In the band she’s the bass

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Solitary and steady,
Always here to guide me.
She has raised all of me
What a crazy, genius lady !

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