Favourites
Mums don’t have favourites!!
Or maybe they do.
Mine said I was her favourite
And I knew it was true.
She said the same to my brother.
Glee danced in his eyes.
He knew that she meant it
As mums never tell lies.
We are so very different
But right from the start
It was clear that we occupied
The same place in her heart.
Yes, we are both her favourites
And the reason I’m sure
Is that favourite means most loved
And she couldn’t love us more.
Favourites is a poem for Mother’s Day 2015 written by Ms Moem.
