2nd Poem in my portfolio..

Mothers

18/11/2000-19/11/2000

I'm going to be sixteen,
but to my mum, I'm not even a teen;
She treats me like a baby,
of just about the age of three;
I know a lot of it is concern,
but, she's getting a bit too persistent!

To a friend's house 300 metres away I'd like to walk,
but my mum's reaction is to turn cobalt;
She'd rather drive me there,
than to let me walk anywhere;
I know she's afraid I'd meet a kidnapper,
but it's wrong to cut off my flying feather.

Ever since I was born I've enjoyed camping,
but my mum finds that extremely worrying;
She worries about this, and she worries about that,
she'd like to come with me, imagine that!
Camping in the jungle, I find that safest,
my mum would never follow because of the leeches.

There are many other things that I can write about,
but it's time for dinner and my dad's shouting out loud;
Treat me like an adult, I wish my mother can,
but I know in my heart, this treatment'll never end;
Thank you for reading this, you are so kind,
I have but one question, are all mothers like mine?

First Poem I Ever Wrote: Title: I Wish

I Wish

Sitting here in the middle of the night,
I wish you were by my side;
You may not remember it;
but to me, the memory is sweet;
On the 18^th of May, Y2K,
I was angry at someone that day;
I needed someone to talk to,
and that person turned out to be you;
You were the only person who understood my feelings,
all the while that we were talking;
What I feel now is probably puppy love,
but in my heart, it's real enough;
It does not matter what happens in the future
but right now, I wish we're together