A Love Poem

Occasion: I'm not really sure what prompted this one. Just lovin' my mom that day I guess. Again, the year was 1985.

What can I say,
To one so dear,
“Your eyes are like…?”
No!

How can I tell you,
What’s in my heart,
“Roses are red…?”
Too corny.

What do I do,
To show what I feel,
“Let me count the ways…?”

I guess I’ll just say it,
From the depths of my soul,
“Thanks Mom.”