A Poem For Mom~ ( and answer to hangman.)

To: Mom~

Spring, Summer, Winter, Fall
Every day and every night
You stay by my side
and stand upright

My headphones on
My glasses off
as i type this poem
and slightly cough
it's just a small thing
that i can do for you
to make it up
and turn it back to two

as i finish this
my brother is crying
and i can hear
a slight sound of frying

ill close this poem
just like i close the door
i promise i will
make some more





answer to hangman: I/ don't/have/sleep/panic/disorder