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To Mom and Dad
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To Mom and Dad |
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athena4 Senior Member
since 2000-12-10
Posts 622 |
To Mom And Dad When I was young, you took my hand to guide me. You did not follow closely behind me, not did you walk ahead of me. You continued by my side, as we traveled the wandering road of life together. Though there were times, the search became uncertain, blinded and I did not know which way to turn, you waited for me. You were always there. You did not always point out the direction in which to go, for often I watched your words disappear into the air, as I turned around and chose the path that I wanted. So many times I faltered, leaving you bewildered and confused. But you never gave up. Although, at the time I didn't realize that you never turned back around. You did not paint the arrow for me, only outlined the sketches, teaching me to someday draw my own arrow, so I could conquer the road on my own. There were times I struggled through my own uncertainty, my own inexperience. I often sat alone wondering, as my confusion stained my thoughts, as they fell from my eyes. As the seasons changed, my road became even more distant, more turns to take, decisions to make. Your love unveiled the horizons that awaited me, and one day I was able to paint the arrow almost as well as you did. The echoes of your words to me, your teaching, your guidance, strengthened my success, for I no longer have trouble finding my way. It seems like a long time ago, when we first began the road. We laughed away the miles, and erased away the tears. We can never go back to that first step, and even though I no longer need to hold your hand, the love you blossomed inside of me, will shine within my soul forever. I love you. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Athena, I hope you get this to your parents soon, framed, in a book, somehow. I did something similar for my parents on their 25th anniversary...framed it, and it was on their piano for as long as I can remember... You can never tell them too often that every hope, fear and tear they had for you was felt in their love... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Charisma
since 2000-09-30
Posts 5906lost in blue pages |
oh how beautiful is this tribute to your mom and dad......I think that they will wipe some tears away, when they read this wonderful poem. and well I had misty eyes, when I read it. Charisma |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
HUGS. No time like the present to say thank you. |
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athena4 Senior Member
since 2000-12-10
Posts 622 |
Sunshine, You are so right. And the framing of the poem is a wonderful idea! Thanks so much. Charisma, Thanks for the sweet reply. I ahd misty eyes when I wrote it! Serenity, The present is all we have. Thanks for the HUGS! |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
we have already seen it every day. . . in your words. . . wonderful athena. . .  --------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Very beautiful, yes you MUST print this on some beautiful paper and frame it, and give it to them on Christmas. S |
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athena4 Senior Member
since 2000-12-10
Posts 622 |
Sven, Thank you so much. You can always feel what I'm feeling. Thanks for being there... Much love, Elise |
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