Mommy -- I'm hungry, Mommy -- I'm tired <br />A job from which she can't be fired <br />She can't be retired or even quit <br />Mommy is Mommy and that's it <br />With wilted flowers clutched in a dirty hand <br />A loving gift -- ever so grand <br />A picture cut from a magazine <br />An ugly bug -- all speckled and green <br />The strangest gifts you could behold <br />Richer, grander, than silver and gold <br />The love a child has for his mother <br />Cannot be beaten by any other.<br /><br />Anna Helen McDonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mommy/
