What's The Matter?

Me: Ah….

My Mom: What’s the matter?

Me: Ah, I, ah….

My Mom: Do you hurt anywhere?

Me: Wanted to write a poem

My Mom: OK.  Go ahead.  

Me; When I first saw you

My Mom: That would be in Park View hospital.

Me: I saw a love that would never end

My Mom; That’s true.

Me: I knew that I would be in the good hands

My Mom: Yes.  

Me: Of a…  friend

My Mom: Oh, I love you.

Me: Ah….