Going back in time as a child. Remembering them days when I was wild. Doing thing's I knew were not right. But not being able to see the light. You were always there. Giving me a guiding hand. To always help me understand. The love you had for me. I just want you to see. I have grown up. And your love for me is still there. Telling me when things are rough. That we just have to be tough. Telling me you will never let me down. And that I should not feel like a clown. You are always a friend. And not just a trend. You are my mother. And there could never be another. I hope on this day. And on every day. That you know that you are a special person. You are my mother. And will always be above others. And on this day. May I just say. I love you, My very special mother.
First of all Welcome to Passions! Secondly this is a great poem and a wonderful gift to your mother. I had to smile as I read over the line "when I was wild" ahhh yes the memories that brings back, and now raising my own daughter a shiver of dread begins I can only hope that I handle it as well as my mom did. Thank you for sharing this poem and your gift to write. I look forward to more in the future
Hold me for yesterday Kiss me for tomorrow But love me for today.
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***msstt, this is a beautiful poem. it makes me feel kinda guilty for not doing the same for my mum... you mum is very very lucky to have you, usung your gift of writing for her... i look forward to read more from you...
I am not a preacher, I just speak the world as I see it.
Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium