My Mom

The man wasn’t looking and ran over Mom. She was a great mom. She liked to write a lot. And draw. She was a good drawer.
I like to write and draw in my Hello Kitty book. I always drawed pictures of me and Mom. She smiled and her eyes got crinkled and wet when I showed her my pictures. She said I was a good drawer. I told her she was better. I still draw pictures of Mom. I close my eyes and see her. Still smiling.