A Poem for my mom.

Ingrid Gutierrez
By: Luisana Petit

Thank you, Mom, for making us
Happy, well, and good.
All we are depends on you:
Not what you say, but what you do.
Kids know what they should,
Yet need your hands for shaping us,
Opening and waking us,
Unveiling our view.


"Thank You, Mom, for Making Us"