|Me and my boy: both of us a work-in-progress.|
Without you I am an empty tissue box.
With you, I am a strong tree.
Without you, I am a TV with no sound.
With you, I am safe.
My life is full of joy with you at my side.
Andrea Perrone Jr.
|My mother's day poem. |
I especially treasure the eraser marks and misspellings.
And I adore that he used his full name.
Only a mother could understand that!
Me: Oh, Peanut! What a beautiful, touching poem! Thank you! From the bottom of my heart, thank you. You are so talented, and so expressive! (wiping away a tear)
Him: I wrote it for you.
Me: Yes, I see that. It's signed "Sincerely, Andrea Perrone Jr." (and I begin to chuckle)
Him: Do you like it?
Me: Yes! I love it!
Him: Then why are you laughing?
Me: Um, well, honey... it is a beautiful and touching gift from your heart, and I will treasure it forever. I just think it's kinda funny that you used the word: Sincerely.
Him: But why? Is that wrong?
Me: No, it's just that "sincerely" is usually only used in business correspondence. Not heart-felt notes or letters. I'm laughing because it's precious!
Him: Yeah. And I'm laughing now because you don't realize that being my mother is your job!!!
Ha! I love this kid with all my heart!
On a more meaningful note, if I were to write back, my poem might look something like this:
I am a better mother to you
for remembering this one small truth
every single day of your life:
God is just loaning you to me.
Happy Mother's Day to all of the women being celebrated for the greatest and hardest job in the world! Sincerely!