My mother is angry with me. I need a new strategy. If you're acquainted with me. I just want to make her smile gleefully. So here is an apology. To a sweet-but-now-grumpy lady. Oh laugh it out, mom. You know, we'll patch up and get along. She's not answering my calls And trying to ignore and stand tall. Ah, this cold war has to end. Let's just agree and make amends. You're so beautiful. Your moves are predictable. And I know you're loving. So please stop pretending. I love my mommie. Stop pretending to be grumpy. Let's just patch up. Stop acting tough. You're such a nice lady. And I'm a reflection of you only. So, if you detect a flaw. I'll open the genetics drawer. With Love and Gratitude, Don't give me so much attitude. Sincerely, your daughter - Rue. Whom you probably want to sue. Let's get back to being friends. Beginning with me making amends. See, I wrote you a poem. I think that's a good omen. xoxo -RUE www.ruelha.com © Copyright Protected. All Rights Reserved.
I wrote this poem on 20th March last month when my mom was a bit miffed with me. I laughed a whole lot while writing it. I was still working on it when we made peace. Since the moment had passed, I never ended up completing it …until now. I’m still dedicating it to you, Mama ….in advance for any future spat we may have. ;);) 😉