Two Mom
My first plane ride
I was scared and excited
She came to pick me up from the airport
Her car was big and burgundy
I rode in the front seat
I never got to do that
We listened to Johnny Mathis on the radio
We talked about how much my mom loved Johnny and Chances Are
We got to her townhouse
She opened the door and in walked a fluffy gray kitty
Just like that
He walked in as if he had been waiting for me
I named him Smoky
He would be my cat
I had always wanted a cat
That made me feel so very important
She showed me how to clean kitchen counters
And how I should always save the best for last
She told me how she owned land on the Vegas strip
But sold it because they built in the other direction
When I wasn’t begging her to go swimming
My favorite thing was her doll collection
No ordinary one mind you
These dolls were from all over the world
From her travels working on cruise ships
Most dressed in the traditional garb of their homeland
They were all so exotic to me
I sat in front of the case that held them
And imagined the places from whence they came
I found a picture of Two Mom and Daddy Doug the other day
They were on the deck of a ship
Looking young and in love
I wish she were here to tell me all about it
We would watch tv at night
Laughing at her kitty Tiger who loved the top of the TV set
His tail would drag back and forth in front of the screen
Like a windshield wiper
Once she came to me in a dream
We were in her living room
Just as it was
She was showing me her necklaces
Then she made me lunch
About this poem
Honoring the matriarch of my family. My great grandmother. A beautiful human being.
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Written on May 01, 2023
Submitted by annl.07960 on August 08, 2023
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| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
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| Words | 335 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 42 |
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