The Dirigible Balloon
Poetry for Children

For Mother

She never lets the cellophane
Grow up the kitchen wall,
Or deep-fat fries a window pane,
Or eats a tennis ball,

Or makes the puppy drink lime punch,
Or waters Daddy's ties,
Or serves iguana toes for lunch
Because we're out of eyes.

She never spray paints nasty words
On little children's chins,
Or whispers lies to baby birds,
Or kicks old ladies' shins.

I'd be a fool to ever try
To trade her for another
Because of all these reasons why
My mom's the perfect mother!

About the Writer

Max Gutmann

Max Gutmann has contributed to Cricket, Lighten Up Online, Light, The Spectator and lots of magazines with Review in their titles. His plays have been performed throughout the U.S. and elsewhere. His book There Was a Young Girl from Verona sold several copies.