The Artful Ex's

My Mother

My Mom is My Best Friends. 

She always has been.

Since long before I recognized it. 

From before my adult years began.

Before my teenage angst. 

From before I understood the meaning

Of Terrorism and War. 

From before my dawning of Time

And the years of endless diapers. 

From before I was just a babe,

Nothin' but a lil' Punkin in her womb. 

She's been there like no one else

And no one else knows me better. 

She is my rock, the eye of my storm,

She continues to hold me together.

She never stops caring and never will.

Till the day she dies, by her side I'll stand still.