Two Mothers Day Poems
So what’d you do in church today?By Patrick O’NeillSo what’d you do in church today,on this Sunday in May,what did you celebrate, sing about,how did you pray?What’d the preacher have to sayon this Sunday in May?Well, let’s see. We remembered you, Mom,it being Mother’s Day.And we said a prayer of thanks for Spring,and lit candles for important things in our hearts.Gratitude, remembrance,hope for dreams to come.We sang too, that hymn you always liked.And today,
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By Patrick O’NeillSee, a poem is to words like jazz is to music.Anyone can use words, but a poet makes the wordsHop, skip, jump, and jive right off the page.And jazz does that same thing to an ordinary tune.Makes the notes all misbehave, you know.Bounce where they ought to sit,jog where they ought to walk,swing their arms and click their heelswhen they should stroll, rollall over the place, know what I mean?And makes you hum
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