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Date Posted: 01:20:43 04/25/03 Fri
Author: Mr Breakfast
Subject: Mothers Are Like Omelettes

Mothers Are Like Omelettes
A Poem By Mr Breakfast

When God created mothers
I'm sure he must have said,
"Let's make them just like breakfast...
My favorite daily bread (meal)."

"Let's have them help the children grow
and start their days with caring.
Heavens Son! What a wonderful smell!
What meal are you preparing?"

Jesus, in His chef's chappo,
appeared as from a comet.
In his hand, a splendid dish...
"A thing I call an omelette."

"It's fluffy on the outside (said Jesus)
A treat for nose and eye
But what I think You'll like the most
is the beauty that's inside."

"A treasure of suprises (said Jesus)
In this case, ham and cheese
and a pinch of love and tenderness
like all Our recipes."

God thus raised His magic fork
and gave the dish a try,
"Mmm mmm good indeed," He moaned,
"To this I say... Bullseye!"

"These mothers I'm creating...
This is now my will...
with wonderful suprises
they too shall all be filled!"

"To start the day a loving way (God went on to say)
shall be their tender aim.
So it shall be written.
So I have proclaimed.

So it was from that day on
mothers got their start
the omelettes of our breakfast
in the breakfasts of our heart.

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I'd love to get critiques on my poem, but please know that I come some place very deeply rooted in breakfast -- http://www.mrbreakfast.com

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