Mother would never yell-
it would ruin her voice,
so she would sing
when others would scream
Dinner time is one thing
but imagine a chorus
at your wrestling match,
or your cross-country meet!
But I will tell you this,
I never grappled better
nor ran faster-
than when cheered by a Soprano.
Thanks Mom.
Berkley Walker writes a poem a day on his blog "The Legend of Berkley"
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
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