One day my mother came <br />longing to see this old dame <br />i'm anxious to meet her on the way <br />vie her love I want to emend the dismay <br />i had caused her when I got married early <br />and did not take heed on her advices wholly <br />my conscience is making me feels embitter <br />on being the eldest I should have obeyed her <br />real concern she is showing till today I still get <br />as being the eldest I am my mother's only pet <br />great things she taught me to act real human <br />and show me how to live a life as civilized man <br />before me now sits my mom as we dine together <br />raising her eyes often looking at me seems forever <br />as though time flashes back the day I was a kid <br />to mom I am the apple of her eyes she can't bid <br />on her checks I saw teardrops falling when I said' I love you mom! '<br /><br />Marvin Brato Sr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-visitor-3/
