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Romy Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1170Plantation, Florida |
I was sixteen and you were a blonde, blue-eyed stranger, who washed my clothes, made my breakfast, drove me to school. Many years later, I wake each morning and see your face smiling back at me in my mirror. you, who waited patiently until I finally discovered that you had always been there. Now, when I see myself as a stranger reflected in the eyes of my children, I recognize the sacrifices that you made for me, your beloved child and I know who you are. I feel your pride swelling near my heart, your laughter in my voice, your tears against my cheek. and I take comfort in my discovery that against all odds, I have become you. I know who you are. You are my dear, dear mother, who turned away all the glittering gifts the world has to offer, so that you could pass on to me the greatest gift of all. Yourself. |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
debbie..this is so awesome... i'm now a mother myself.. this one has me thinking about all my mom did for me..i think i'll send this to her  i know your mom must think this is wonderful..!! such feeling felt in it.. thanks for sharing.. dg "A Poet's life is on written page; a scenario to take the stage--watch..." dgvarner |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
Debbie, what a beautiful tribute to your mother. I love it ! |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Debbie we often take for granted the things our mothers do, because they do these things so well and without asking for a word of thanks. a wonderful tribute to your mother. ------------------------ "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." E.E Cummings. Faster- manic street preachers I am an architect, they call me a butcher I am a pioneer, they call me primitive I am purity, they call me perverted Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented *I am stronger than Mensa, Miller and Mailer I spat out Plath and Pinter I am all the things that you regret A truth that washes that learnt how to spell The first time you see yourself naked you cry Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken He loves me truly this mute solitude I'm draining I know I believe in othing but it is my nothing Sleep can't hide the thoughts splitting through my mind Shadows aren't clean, false mirrors too many people awake If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else * chorus So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything (x4) ----- |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
This was wonderful Debbie! Very thought-provoking, and such a lovely tribute to your mother. Well done! Best wishes, /Kit |
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kelieth Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 314Normal IL - USA |
Debbie, This is a great ode to mom. She's very lucky to have such a talented daughter. Kevin "Anything is possible with patience, time is the tool use it to reach your goals." |
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Esmeralda Ponsonby Member
since 2000-04-02
Posts 138 |
Oh Wow, this is a beautiful tribute. |
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Romy Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1170Plantation, Florida |
Thanks everybody! I wrote this poem for mothers day in an effort to tell her just what she means to me. I didn't have a great relationship with her as a teenager, I just couldn't relate to her. It wasn't until I got older that I began to understand the sacrifice's a mother makes for her child. This was my opportunity to thank her! |
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childomine Senior Member
since 2000-01-25
Posts 818st. petersburg, FL |
This is so beautiful Debbie, really beautiful. ...Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is.... Black Eagle Oglala Sioux holy man |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
This is the sweetest poem! Your mom sounds like a special woman indeed, and you do too! Joy |
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PhaerieChild Senior Member
since 1999-08-30
Posts 1787Aloha, Oregon |
Debbie..this is beautiful. Sometimes we never realize how much mom's mean till we are one. This is wonderful evidence of your understanding of her sacrifices. Well done!! Poetry~ Words falling on paper, painting a dream. Shawna R. Holder Boise, Idaho |
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StarrGazer Senior Member
since 2000-03-05
Posts 679Texas |
This was beautiful !!! Great job!!! |
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