Every Year Mom

Posted by saimtec zain under Christmas Poems For Mom

Every year mom gets a tin of talcum powder.
She always says, ‘Ah my favourite!’
Even before she opens the wrapping
Grandpa always says, ‘Well, I know what’s in here.
Its two pairs of socks. Just what I wanted!’

I mean, it looked just like an umbrella.
And, before Aunti Vi pulled the paper off,
She said to Mum, ‘It will match that new coat of mine.’

We always do.’
I call that a bit unimaginative, don’t you?

Maybe, when you come to think about it,
Grown-ups need mom  Christmas far more than children do.

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