A Single, Super Mom

Disclaimer: Here’s the fourth of 5 poems written in December 2010 for my Intro to Creative Writing final. I was 22 years old at the time. I also had a read a selection of these (or maybe all of them?) in front of my class as part of my final.

Clearly I had a thing for acrostics, because the last three poems in my portfolio are acrostic poems. “An acrostic is a poem (or other form of writing) in which the first letter (or syllable, or word) of each line (or paragraph, or other recurring feature in the text) spells out a word, message or the alphabet” (Wikipedia).

Simply beautiful is she,

Hoping someday, like her I’ll be,

Everything she has been for me.

. . .

Wiping my tears dry,

Her hugs heal any hurt,

Obvious of her love for me.

. . .

Intelligent is she who teaches

Students to grow and blossom, like a tree.

. . .

Ministering what life is all about,

Yes, in the image of God, we should be.

. . .

Mother, father, and friend, she is three.

On the wings of eagles, now I flee,

There for me always, she will be,

Holding me with love for eternity,

Everlasting with the Trinity.

Remembering always:

SHE WHO believes in me.

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