A Country Girl's Writing

  This is a prompt of A conversation between a girl and her mother. "How did the tea party go?" "Good!" " what did you talk about? " "well, umm.... Politics, treason, anarchy, torcher, and death. " "What? Honey, your not supposed talk about politics, torcher, death, and etc.... Usually you would talk about romance, boys, books, tea, and random gossip. " "Oh! I didn't know that. Next time I'll try to remember that. Books, boys, and tea are not ask exciting though."  "Ugh! What am I supposed to do with you?"

This poem is dedicated to my mother. The title is in German. Die Arme Meiner Mutter   Your voice is my comfort  For when I am feeling blue.  Your smile is the sunshine, On my miserably gray days.  Your eyes are precious jewels  That Sparkle when you see me. Your ears will always listen, When everything goes wrong. I always feel quite safe, When I am in you embrace. Everything I love 'bout you, Will always be unique.  Everything about you  I will treasure and adore      Because I have loved you  since before I was eve' born.  By Evelyn Creon