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A Poem Based on an Email From My Mother

Let me start by saying that I love my mom dearly, and she is a great mother.

Her emails are very often come in the form of stream-of-consciousness thoughts spewing from her brain, and her brain works very fast, but not necessarily in logical order. Her emails provide me with a lot of information and often entertain me at the same time. Here is a poem I created using a paragraph from her most recent email, which (mostly) talked about baby names.

How do you like Braden…?
Thought of that the other day.
I’m dizzy can you tell.
I have been dizzy an awful lot lately which is scary.
The sausage still hasn’t come.

Comment from your mother - January 15, 2010 at 8:13 am

Guess I won’t be sending you emails anymore!!