A Mother's Smile
57A mother looks
Upon her boy
During slumber
Clothes strewn around
And in the corner
A rotting cucumber
She wonders how
Something so wild
Can be so kind
Judged not by
His testosterone
But by his caring heart and mind
She picks up his clothes
And turns of his light
Then shuts his door
And smiles in the night
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Haha ohh the teenage diet:) Thanks for reading!
Nice thoughts. Can I post this on twitter? Voted up.
Thanks a ton susanlang and sure go ahead:)
My pleasure, your welcome!
Nice...and beautiful.
Thank you slmorgan, much appreciated.
Looks a bit like Justin Bieber. ;)
Nice poem, teenage, teenage and teenage, the rotten cucumber part is weird? thanks for sharing this.
That guy is kind of cute! LOL. Nice write! :)
lumberjack: Yeah it's a random kid I found in Google images haha:)
adeaugustus: Thank you and yeah I couldn't think of anything else at the time to complete the rhyme, it was a quick write.
chanroth: Thanks!
Ha this poem reminds me of my brother.
CASE1WORKER Level 6 Commenter 10 months ago
That sounds like any teenage boy. However a rotting cucumber sounds much too healthy to be found in my son's room- perhaps the remains of a bowl of ice cream or the crust of a sandwich.