written for my mom for mother's day

of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
soft tears
fall
from your eyes
at night
'cause you worry
about your
growing
babies all the time
and you wonder
if they'll be okay

~*~*~*~*~

maybe i'll whisper this to you:

(we'll be okay
we'll be okay
time to sleep
mother
time to sleep)

~*~*~*~*~

shaking and screaming inside
when they make mistakes
and it's hard to let
them know the truths of life
and the harshness
of the world
til they know for themselves

so you sit
and you worry
and you sit
and you cry
wondering if they appreciate
you
and all that you try to do

~*~*~*~*~*~

maybe i'll just whisper this to you:

(we appreciate
every word you say
every breath you take
you're our mother
our mother
our womb of support
during childhood
adolescence
and into our futures)

our mother
our mother
the best mother
you could be
the best mother
ever

my mom
our mother

softly and gracefully
giving us love
when we want to cry out
all our hatred
for the world
softening our hearts
to all the beauty
God granted this earth

and you

you show us strength
every day
even when you don't know it
we see it
thriving in you


NOTE: I'm aware of the changing between "they" and "we" ... does it work?? Let me know... I think I made it work by putting borders between the two tenses... but tell me what you guys think.
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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Comments

  • nailz100nailz100 Posts: 1,176
    The tense is not as important as conveying the idea...and that you have done very well. I don't get it anyways....you can change tenses in conversation and people can understand you...why can't you do it with words...as if talking to someone anyways.
    Only with our eyes closed can we truly see
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Thanks for the input nailz!! :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    i'm not gonna comment on the construction... didn't notice it till you pointed it out anyway...

    but GOLLY... your MOM is ONE lucky woman :)
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    I'm lucky to be her daughter. :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    omg...

    now THAT's gonna make me cry



    or babble babytalk in your direction... teehee :)


    deesagirlso pwecious??? yesheris.... :)
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by PastaNazi
    omg...

    now THAT's gonna make me cry



    or babble babytalk in your direction... teehee :)


    deesagirlso pwecious??? yesheris.... :)
    LOL!! I love all your different voices. French accents and baby talk... :p You're awesome.
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    aww thanks :)

    you have pm-ige :)
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    aha! so do you! :D
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • I swear to god, woman, it's like you TRY to make me cry! Sorry, I think I'm a bit emotional right now. That was soooo very sweet Jess. Makes me wanna go hug my mama!
    There was a whole inside his soul a manicure couldn't fill. So he found himself a whore to love while daisies choked in the windowsill. *JK*
  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by VedderGirl27
    I swear to god, woman, it's like you TRY to make me cry! Sorry, I think I'm a bit emotional right now. That was soooo very sweet Jess. Makes me wanna go hug my mama!

    AW!!! :*) {{{{HUGS}}}} for you Jaime. <3

    Love,
    Jessie
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • Originally posted by of_the_girl
    AW!!! :*) {{{{HUGS}}}} for you Jaime. <3

    Love,
    Jessie
    Right back at ya babe. :)
    There was a whole inside his soul a manicure couldn't fill. So he found himself a whore to love while daisies choked in the windowsill. *JK*
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