In Honor of Mothers

A poem I wrote a while back in honor of mothers
Trisha Niermeyer Potter © 2008

In honor of mothers:

the very hungry caterpillar
will not gorge himself on sweets
before he builds a cocoon
and turns into a beautiful butterfly.

Sam I am will eat green eggs and ham

without any bribes or charades.
The tweedle beetles will stop
battling with their paddles.

The Cat in the Hat won’t release

Thing 1 or Thing 2 while you’re out and about.

Mickey and Minnie will wash
behind their ears without being reminded.
Lightening McQueen will stop
flashing everyone in public.
Swiper will have enough self-control
to keep from swiping from Dora the Explorer.

Oscar the Grouch will clean his can

and maintain a positive attitude.

Cookie Monster will share his cookies.

The Count will refrain from tallying

the number of dirty dishes in your sink.

Amelia Bedelia will do all the chores

and not take everything you say or write

so darn literally.

Rainbow Bright will restore the original

color to the clothing and linens

that have faded in the wash.

Bob the Builder will fix up the house.

Old MacDonald will feed the animals

and mow the lawn without being asked.

Clifford will be careful wagging his red tail.

All your ducks will come immediately

from over the hills when they hear you quack.

The three little pigs will compose

a folk song in appreciation

of your selfless hard work.
The Big Bad Wolf will leave your mom alone.

Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber

will evangelize your younguns

while preparing a fresh relish tray.

All the Little Red Hen’s friends

will pitch in to make you a nice meal.

Strawberry Shortcake will prepare you

a scrumptious dessert.

The ten little monkeys won’t even think

about jumping on your bed.

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod

will allow you to take a nap in peace.