Dear Mom


You just don't understand,
HOW much I love to skate.
I may cry when I can't land,
but I always end up feeling great.

I know you know I love it,
I know you love it too.
But that feeling when I'm out there,
it never leaves me blue.

My life revovles around it,
I'm sure it can't be healthy.
I probably won't be a superstar,
It probably won't make me wealthy.

But when I'm on the ice,
when my music starts,
I feel like I'm in my own world,
reaching out with my heart.

Maybe I haven't medaled in almost a year,
or skated a clean program in that and some more,
but after coming in last so many times,
you realize thats not what it's for.

I might think I'm much more graceful
than I actually am,
in the end though
I'm really just a ham.

So clap for me, belive in me, I know that you do.
Still, make it very clear to me, sometimes I don't have a clue.
Sometimes you make me so mad,
with what you say and do,
I could never just quit, you see,
the only thing I love more is you.

Overall, though, you're always there,
when I hit the ice so hard.
It's thanks to you, my mom,
That I've even gone this far.


Thank You, I love you,
Your daughter.


-Kai
- LaurenOArabia@yahoo.com

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