To my darling daughter maybe one day you will see.
Just how very special and much you mean to me.
Looking back through the years oh how hard it was fighting
back the tears.
The hurt and pain I feel inside will be with me till the day I die.
I don't understand where I went so very wrong,if only I had it to do
again how happy I'd be.
I know just where to begin I would start by changing everything
Maybe then we would be closer than close and I wouldn't be the one
you disrespected the most.
If only I knew how to make it all better,that would be the best gift
I could ever get even more than a card or letter.
For us to be closer than close like moms and daughters are supposed
I just don't ever see that being possible for you and me.
Lord knows how hard I've tried and in many different ways.
To just be able to hear those words to have my daughter say.
That she loves me and let me hug and love her any time I want you see
instead what I get is hateful hurtful things said and done, a hug you need
to ask for one " don't hang on me ".
To be able to kiss my beautiful daughters sweet face, and for her to
welcome me with a loving embrace.
It hurts me more than you can ever even phathom or begin to see,I
I guess that's how its always gonna be for you and me.
Just know that I am always here for you and love you no matter
what you say or do wrong.
I just wish I could be the person that would make you proud to say
" That's my mom ".
Copyright © shannon walden | Year Posted 2012
As a child, I didn't understand,
The love that fills my mother’s hand.
In a childhood world,
Everything is carefree,
Your eyes are wide open,
Yet you do not see.
In a motherhood world,
Things can get pretty insane,
Every day comes with joy and pain.
Teaching your child new things,
Dreaming of what tomorrow brings.
Leaving days of pig tales and nursery rhymes,
Loosing Seconds and minutes of these precious times.
Now, with children of my own,
Mother, your feelings are not alone.
Only now do I understand,
Feeling helpless to times demand.
Mother, I just didn't realize,
How I looked in your eyes.
33 years gone in a whirl,
Yet I know you still see your little girl.
I love you Mother.
More than you know.
I know it was hard letting me go.
My childhood life was wrapped up in you,
But my adult life holds something new.
Growing up so fast and free,
I felt your eyes always watching me,
I didn't have to worry,
Because I knew you'd be there.
Now my own children feel MY stare.
Never knowing that in my heart,
I feel the sadness awaiting their future depart.
For one day, I will have to say good bye,
Just as you did with my sisters and I.
But with this sadness, there is happiness too,
For they will always need me,
Just as I will always need you.
My childhood is over but my need for you will never end,
You are a Mother, Grandmother, Guide and Friend.
Copyright © Melissa Mercado | Year Posted 2013
So beautiful they are in their hearts soul and mind
Sweet laughter and logic they will never leave behind
Each one as unique as a precious gem
Of a special love that only they can give
Their minds on an endless flight
Will always soar high and out of sight
As the stars start to light the sky at night
and you see a star flash that has gone by
Remember the love that I give you
To my daughter and son who will always be one.
T Reams for my sweet daughter Amber and son in law Adam
Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015
a daughter is a girl who grows up to be a friend like a mother
Copyright © preksha tare | Year Posted 2013
A story to tell
A story that never been told,
Not new though, neither old,
A bout treasure of pure Gold,
Nicely kept, beautifully hold,
Wrapped in a blessed shroud,
Not to be found by digging!
Only by prayers to the Lord.
The old man is determined,
But, no signs yet, no traces,
Distressed, wet and cold,
He didn’t stop, refrain or hold,
Hope kept him firm and bold,
Hope will lead him to his bond.
One day he struck luck!
He struck the concealed, hidden gold,
He shouted… O’ my generous Lord,
It is my girl; it is my soul, my fond,
She is glittering more than Gold,
With happiness inside,
He prostrated to God and bowed.
Copyright © abody benali | Year Posted 2014
Mommy's and Daddy's precious little angel
It was very late about 2 in the morning
You woke up crying for mommy
I rocked you back to bed
You fell asleep on my chest
As I listened to you breathe
And the sound of your heart beat
I thought about
The day we met and how I just couldn’t believe
What a perfect little angel God was letting me keep
The moment I heard your first little cry
My heart and body let out a sigh
I was so relieved you were here and healthy
Everyone there rejoiced in your presence
Because a little angel was just sent to earth from heaven
As days passed on and mommy grew tired
Something more beautiful happened
You continued to light my heart on fire
My love and heart belonged to you
And each and every day our bond had grew
Now every time I see your adorable smile
The thought of leaving your side hurts even for a short while
My dearest baby girl
The light of my soul
I know one day you’ll move on as we grow old
But these days when you fit so small in my arms
I will cherish for eternity and beyond
Just remember when you are all big and grown
That mommy will never forget
The sleepless nights when I held you close and watched you sleep
Because these are the most perfect moments I will forever keep
When you were born you filled my heart with pride,
And I was overcome by the joy I felt inside.
As I held you in my arms that very first day,
I knew I would never let any harm come your way.
With your tiny little hands and tiny little feet,
Everytime I look at you my heart skips a beat.
As I watch you sleep in the middle of the night,
I hope and pray I will do everything right.
I know I may make some mistakes along the way,
But I promise to do my best not to every single day.
I often wonder what you will grow up to be,
But whatever you become will be fine with me.
So whatever you may decide to do in your life,
Maybe an astronaut, a lawyer, or even a doctor's wife.
I can say this without any doubt at all,
I will always be there to catch you if you fall.
And another promise I make to you from me,
Mommy and Daddy's little angel you will always be
In dedication to our wonderful little pride and joy
Alizma N Lopez entered our world 4/14/2013
Copyright © katrina nephew | Year Posted 2013
The world spins around so very fast;
Gone are the days of my past.
When I was young and free;
Nothing ever seemed to get ahold on me.
Then God placed 2 angels in my path;
My love for them covers my life like a hot bath.
Soaking my world in loves eternal flame;
With my 2 angels by my side,
Nothing will ever be the same.
The universe could cease to exist;
But my love for them will always persist.
There is no force that could ever undo;
The power of my love for the 2 of you.
I promise you, it cannot be done;
For nothing could ever come before a
Mothers love for her Daughter and Son.
Copyright © Melissa Mercado | Year Posted 2013
You looked at me, with your eyes so blue,
freshly born like the morning dew,
The doctors placed you in my arms,
a little bundle full of beauty and charms,
Tears began to fill my eyes,
for the sight of your face had me mesmerized,
I am the luckiest mommy – yes it’s true,
All because I have you,
God gave me a gift- more precious than any
Diamond, ruby, or pearl,
For has he blessed me with the most beautiful
Copyright © Melissa Mercado | Year Posted 2013
(FOR MY IRISH GODMOTHER WHOM MOST OF WHO I AM IS A REFLECTION OF THE GREAT WOMAN SHE IS!)
"Am proud of you baby!"
At my best moments
and lowest point
outstanding or just okey
mama always tell me am the best.
Often she reminds me the mountains
i have moved
the much i have achieved
how bright my star shines
how far am yet to travel....
"You are amazing my child!"
With immense joy and gratitude
i have come to realize
to mama i am never inadequate.
Each day she teach me
being a mother is not just a role
It is a full time duty and dedication
a pledge of guardian,guidance
An intimate function of care and solace
A lifetime commitment!
"Am here for you baby!"
My prayer to Allah
to grant me the same strength
to be as much to my unborn daughter Mia
as my Irish Godmother is to me.
A role model
And human enough...!!!
"You are the blessing in my life!"
"I love you my daughter!"
I love you too much too Mum,so much, i don't know who i would be without you!!!
Copyright © PENINNAH NGANGA | Year Posted 2014
Deep in her eyes I could see,
the wrath once I asked for my school fee,
scared,I run out and as I walk past a tree,
I hear the buzz of a bee.
With the zeal of a referee,
once back she hits me with her knee,
and i shout,"You I guarantee,
I will be back!"There and then,I flee.
To get money,luggage i did carry,
slowly,my dreams I began to bury,
then one day,a man saw me and wanted to marry,
he saved and educated me as he was not in a hurry.
Years are gone and I have now flown higher than a dove,
I knock,she opens and cannot even look above,
I wipe her tears and feel us fit like a glove,
after all,she is still the mum i have and love.
Copyright © Agnes Akeyo | Year Posted 2014
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Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2007
I love my family from the core of my heart
From a far off distance and miles apart
Being a daughter is the best feeling
A family which is very understanding
I love my family
My dad,who is a superhero
My mom,who is above all
My sister,sweet loving and caring
My brother,who will be fighting but with lot of love and care
My grandfather,who gifted me on my first birthday a cute bear
My grandmother,who took care of me when I was sick
My aunt,who was there with me through out my thin and thick
I love my family,I love my family
Copyright © Mansi Bharat | Year Posted 2015
Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2007
A father means so many things......
A understanding heart,
A source of strength and of support
Right from the very start.
A constant readiness to help
In a kind and thoughtful way.
With encouragement and
Forgiveness no matter what come's your way.
Copyright © shantae Ortega | Year Posted 2013
My moms the best, no one can compare.
She has her faults, but who the hell cares!
She cooks delicious food, and to die for desserts.
She will even know what to do when your tummy hurts.
I know her favorite color is pink, but she also like orange.
Gosh! I Love Her To Death! Do You Wanna Know More?!
Her favorite flower is a daisy.
Her favorite person is her granny.
Her favorite animal? Yup, a frog.
Her favorite horror movie? That would be Saw.
She always needs water in a glass cup.
And you know when your done with that, you'd better clean it up.
Your always there when I need you in my hard parts.
Thank you for all you have done, I appreciate every single part.
Ill always need my mommy no matter what.
Cause ill love you forever, ill love you for always. as long as im living, my mommy you'll be.
Copyright © Miss. Mae | Year Posted 2013
you think I got listen to you,
you just my kids father,
there noting between me and you,
it seem the words take you back to court is your favorite words,
get this Sheena Shenia Jackson isn't scare of no court system or even you,
its just a word that is there,
so if you ask me you just things to make women scared im not scare of you like I use to,
I have became stronger and wiser,
I have the Lord behind me,
I believe in him very strong,
so if you want to bring me back to court lets do this now,
you are just a man that God put on this earth,
and I fear no man, no woman and no body,
I am a King child forever,
by : Sheena Shenia Jackson
May 23, 2013
Copyright © Sheena Casanova | Year Posted 2013
We've had our differences, we've had our fights,
Now you're gone, yet I’m doin alright.
A month and ten days it'll be four years,
I miss you mom, and I wish you were here.
It was crazy times and a war,
But I still wish you were here and we'd party at the bar.
I think of you often and miss your voice,
But it's not like we had any other choice.
One day we shall meet again,
And who knows... Maybe next time we could be friends.
Love you. R.I.P. Teresa Marie Reese (8/13/1964-8/18/2009)
Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2014
She is not my real sister
Nor found her on twitter.
She met me in an institution
And got an intuition
She taught me English
Which i never relish.
After some days she started teaching me sociology
Since she then became my ideology
In the meantime we became good friends
Then she was both my start and end.
I called her sister
Became happy and showed blister.
Like this our relation stretched
For relations there no occasion or trend.
Now people know her as my adopted mother
And i don't care of mindset of other
I love her the most
And have faith utmost.
She slaps me on my mistake
and she is the who bakes me a cake.
I share all my grief
She handle it softly and treat.
She is an advocate by profession
And lives in a tashan.
She keep slapping guys
So no guy ever try
She is the best human i met
In my life,i have her threat.
Then hug her tight.
I love u vaishali sista
Please Please find some Mr.
Find some handsome man.
of whom i can become a fan....
your child cum sista ... i love u di .
BY ALKA PAL
Copyright © alka pal | Year Posted 2015
24 years ago I got a precious
A beautiful baby girl
To love with all my heart
And I have right from the start
To watch her grow
From strength to strength
And become the woman she is
So much love to give to all
I'm do proud of you in every
And I thank god for each and
A mother daughter bond that
cannot be broken
And many words that don't
need to be spoken
We are close in so many ways
We share each others pain and
joy each and every day
Happy birthday darling
Loving you yesterday, today,
tomorrow and beyond
Copyright © Belynda Holst | Year Posted 2012
She lost her dad when she was only one.Now she's fourteen and feeling alone.
Feeling depressed not knowing who he was,asking questions what did he do,where was he from,how did he act ?
As she set there with all the questions going through her mind.Wondering was he like me ,was he a good dad?she just feels so mad.
Not knowing what he was like,making her heart ack each night.losing her dad so young,it isn't fun.
She has a step dad who has raised her since she was one ,who she loves with all her heart,but its not the same.All she has is a picture of him in a frame.
As she sits there wishing he was here
so she could say hi for the first time ,but she knows that wont happen so sad looking at his grave wondering why God had to take him away..,,,
Well at least he's in a better place way up in heaven space where angels fly and nobody cries.......but I'll always have questions flowing through my mind,,,,,,
Copyright © Crystal Stewart | Year Posted 2014
M. (MY) O. (OLD) M. (MOM)
My old mom: Has gray hair.
My old mom: Can't climb the stairs.
My old mom: Has a rock in chair.
My old mom : Really cares.
My old mom: Doesn't drink no beer.
My old mom: Has lots of tears.
when I say, "I LOVE YOU DEAR".
My old mom: Can't dance the latest.
My Old Mom : She's the greatest!!!
Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014
Today is amazing in more ways
Today I got to spend time with
my daughter and be her mum
You bring so much joy to my
life , more than you will ever
I love you no matter what we
do or where we go
I have been given a special gift
To love and guide in life
So when I say I love you every
thing will be alright
We are strong in spirit , strong
So it doesn't matter what
people throw at us we will
always have peace of mind
To achieve so much in such
Just shows how strong you can
You are amazing in all that you
That's why I'm proud to be
your mother and I love you
Copyright © Belynda Holst | Year Posted 2012
I thought I could do it,
an all nighter
pouring my heart out
throughout the night
on dis here lonely page,
my eyes got heavy
I fall asleep writing u
this here ..
made up words of mesh
I hope u can see clearly
through this mess..
its may not be perfect
but its filled with
lifes lessons an many love stories
pain will be through the whole thing.
its all true, its everything I've seen, an done
and then some...
I hope you'll. Like what u read
special thanks to
my mom pushed me to write
this whole thing....
Copyright © CHELSEY MOORE | Year Posted 2015
A Young Beautiful girl with so much spirit in her to lift the soul
With blissful hopes to come she would become a queen they did not want
Many loved her beauty as a child but her step mother
Of a selfish dander king family did not like her at all
They wanted all but wrong for her and to lock her in a chamber with ash
And dust that filled the air
Far away from society king wanted because they felt she was from rags in poor
Stead of riches and wealth a lonely child from the cottage where
The king’s witch of a sister raised her.
She became a slave scared to face the king’s wicked sister
She abide by what she was afraid to go
With a single tear she longed to be free and become
Something more than an average girl.
But a girl that rises up from the hate and dander rules set by one world
She wanted to be free to be loved and liked for what she believed in
As the days went on she grew stronger and rising from the pain in her heart
And by the twisted society by her step moms brother who wanted nothing
But sorrow and to be down in the dumps of rags
She took a stand for freedom a stand for love and never backed down
From her past she kept on fighting a battle which seemed endless
As she looked to the moon crying out with screams that echoed in the forest
Sounding so loud half a forest could hear
She took the dagger and the shield took it to her heart and utter words like these
Lord of the sky’s guide me today and give me much more strength
Then I had yesterday and as my will to rise be ever strong may I not rest
Till this dander evil king is no more
She went off and into the castle she snuck into with mighty dagger and shield with the heavens by her side she struck him out and proclaimed freedom and love to all this is a girl truly rising faith and all that stands for what’s right a brave girl that rises from hate
this is a girl rising up from the pain
Poem story for contest( Girl Rising )
by brian otoole 8-05-13
Copyright © Brian Otoole | Year Posted 2013
My mother an angel
Light shines upon her,
Brilliant and bright
Never ending source of might
Paving the way for her daughter,
So thankful I am able to see
Endless, endless, endless, love
God sent her from up above
Has my best interest at heart
How did she become so smart
Full of wisdom
Unable to pin point exactly how
My mom has that umth pow
Always puts rainbows in my clouds
My mom one in a million
The day I became yours is the day you became mine
Copyright © Alyssa Marie | Year Posted 2013
We began so little and young,
Life beat us bad and twisted our tongue.
You and I walked a pretty rough road I can say
When you stumbled I was always there to make you stay.
Stay and not give up, I didn't give up on you than, so I wont give up on you now,
We danced our life so brutally and softly, but this time you didn't look my way and bounced.
I thought we would go on like this forever, but I guess like people say,
Nothing lasts forever.
Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2012
You're too much for me
Your smile, attitude
It's too beautiful
My sweet child
I am so glad
you are better than me
I miss you when you are away
being better than me
or your father
I know you are a visionary
you are a professor
you will somehow
make it sing
Copyright © janetta harrington | Year Posted 2008
I am the devils daughter born from a bad seed
If you cross me in any way Ill make you pay indeed,
I am very colorful but, watch your back
I love to wear dark clothes especially black,
I think of myself as a different breed
I suppose I am right because I will make you bleed,
I love power yes I do the more I get the more I will dominate you
Don't try to fight it because there is nothing you can do,
Walk in front of me and I won't follow
So walk behind me and I will lead you to a hallow,
It will dark where you can't see
Don't try to get more than what you need,
I love to play at the devils play ground
Because in my world he is world renound.
Written By: Unique Poetry 2013....just a poem about the dark side...
Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015
When I was hopeless you were there
you picked me up, you showed me care.
Without the love you had for me
God only knows where I would be.
To me you were a second mom
a person I drew wisdom from.
In my corner every fight
you always cared that things were right.
I won't forget the things you've done
I felt like the adopted one
Ready now and feeling new
I couldn't leave not thanking you.
Copyright © alainey craig | Year Posted 2015
Daughter of Okadigbo, i write in perfect peace
I can"t calm down the flaming fire any more
Your suitors came with white teeth yesterday
But returned with black one in anger.
I think their heads became incorrect when they
Learned that you"ve ran away from home
Back to back of my mortal body i pleaded
Before they left in misery without the flowers
Why daughter of great Okadigbo?
Which of your precious legs have developed
The mind of his own to control your emotions?
Obi was here white and black in reconciliation
Chika your friend battled desperately with the
Train of thoughts that ran through her head
As i held her mercilessly in quest for you
Your father raged in anger of your deed
Of the doom you have committed to his business
His multi-billionaire contract lost in the air
My blood drained in the their streams when i beheld his face
I saw them forming out from my body in twos
Father said i caused it, jaja blamed me for
treating you like a queen Sheba of the north
Knitting my conscience together i ran abroad
For rescue but mama Goke betrayed me
I plunged out my eyeball watching in tears
as the clashing ball wretched in my presence
Father burnt down your pretty guilty dresses
You were of brave heart from a lioness
But act slowly, wisely to observe the character within
Return home daughter, mother await in tears
Roses have i place in place of you but
We would find no husband for you but you make your choice
Here i am at the door staring at your shadow until
c) JOHN CHIZOBA VINCENT
Copyright © john chizoba vincent | Year Posted 2014