I wonder why God gave me such a blessing
I wonder why God thought I deserved it
I wonder if I can ever repay Him.
I know I take my blessings for granted
More often than I would like to admit
But, don’t we all?
A part of growing up is realizing we have many advantages
For me, my Mom taught me to grow.
Now I know what a blessing my Mom is
Now I know, she will continue to be a blessing till I die
Now I know that I can repay him, by attempting to be a blessing just like my Mom
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hi.
I am now going to try and write you a review, but, don't worry, it's only due to the ratios.
Your poem was...interesting!
It was good, no doubt, but it was slightly...random!
Maybe try and base it on one point not several ones all jumbled together!
Thanks for the read,
Woozey.
This is a great poem! I love how your
mother is your blessing and how you have
Learned to appreciate it.
Amazingly written!
Hi,
Welcome to YWS! I hope you're enjoying it.
Personally I think that the philosophical nature of this makes it read more like a journal entry than a poem-which isn't to say that poems can't be philosophical, but I think that it might benefit from some imagery and maybe dialogue which could make it more vivid and more like an experience and less like pure thought. I'd try describing the mother and what she has done to inspire such thankfulness and gratitude and love in the reader, and maybe describe her little quirks and habits so that it's more personal to the speaker.
Hope this helps.
Jas