THE JOURNEYMAN'S MOM

Mom, I love you.
I’ve never really been truthful.
You’ve always been so fruitful.
Treated me like the Punk I am.
Let me do my own pasting coastal.
Journeyed never with me on my crazy journeys.
You knew they were just for me.
You still won’t drive with me because you say I’ve been driving for too long. Thanks mom.