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Details | Concrete | |

The Eternal Tree

I am Alive    Forever and always         Essence        Rebirth        Renewal
          I have earth to ground me      I have wind to move me   I have fire to cleanse         
     my     spirit        I have rain      to quench    my thirst    for growth
                      I have sun to    enlighten me        feed me  I am my own mother
              and an extension of the whole     I am   Earth         wind
                       rain   sun  fire    I am as old as life  and I am     as young
   as time   I am shelter to those who seek me   I am a bird  a flower and  the breath
              of the earth itself        I am exactly where I want to be     I am life
       I am first and last  the beginning and the end   I am one from many
                        I am what I am   I live  I grow  and I die. I am  Reborn unto myself
                                                          I am the great circle                   
                                                           My limbs know no                          
                                                           Boundaries; while                            
                                                           My leaves whisper                      
                                                           The one truth of the                      
                                                           Whole  through the           
                                                           Seasons changing
                                                            Colors that I wear 
                                                            Upon my   heart's                  
                                                            Sleeve, I'm home
                                                           To Earth Mother’s
                                                           Melodious  Life; I
                                                           Sing for the whole
                                                         World to hear - trees
                                                       Are Earth Mother's Song
                                                       Blowing 'round the leafy            
                                                  Globe; eyes of the world song 
    {{{{{{{{{{{{{{ Of the Mother   breath of the living   soul of the earth }}}}}}}}}}}}




***Senses evoked here are: Touching, Tasting, Hearing, Smelling and Seeing
***Elements evoked are: Water, Wind, Earth Metal, and Fire


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Angels Cry

She was at her window listening to the rain
Mind just wandering, immersed in pain
She was wondering if it was true that angels cry
Each time they see a child die

They took some tests but it was too late
It was in an area they couldn't operate
She smiled at him and hid her fear
They said at most another year

How much pain can a mother endure?
To look at her son and know there is no cure
There are no words that can even start
To soothe the pain in her broken heart

The days and nights went quickly past
The time had come he would breathe his last
Her faith was put to the supreme test
The day she laid her child to rest

She is alone and prays each day
The memory will forever stay
Sometimes in her prayers she just asks why
And she wonders if the angels cry.


           From the book Voices of Hope.. Thank you Crystal.


Details | Narrative | |

Adult Child of an Alcoholic

Your face and rotting teeth and heavy jowls
         and sunken breasts with bulging waist and
         wooden legs
         betray
Your image of laughter, lovemaking, seeking
         bourbon tweaked philosophies
         of life begins
         at  forty.
The hands that tremble as you tilt
         the glass that begins another
         day of
Tirade thoughts, empty lies, money spent on
         lipstick coated leeches who prey on
         your diminishing
         breath.

Through these wintry days pass faces long past
         into what was then
              while with the coming spring ...
                       at last!  at last!
One can remember
         and want no more 
              what could never be:
                      a Mother.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Best Mistake

You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day. 

Your thoughts are racing through 
and through.

You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very 
much loved in grace.

Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.

You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.

So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.


Details | Rhyme | |

A FULL-TIME MOM

Of bottles and bibs, of rockers and cribs
Of daily school lessons and fun-filled vacations
   I am a full-time mom.
Of diapers and nappy pins
Of sweet babblings and tooth-less grins
Of lunch boxes and choco-drink glasses
Of birthday parties and swimming classes,
   I am a full-time mom.
Of goo-goo gurgling , of soothing talks
Of cycling trips, of stroller walks
Of oil massages, of a shampoo bath
Of a spelling dictation, a table of math
   I am a full-time mom.
Of blue rompers, of pink lacy gowns
Of red racing cars, of sparkling princess crowns
Of a toothing gum, of some shaky teeth
Of vaccination schedule, the parent-teacher meet.
   I am a full-time mom.
Of weaning bowls, of sippy bottles
Of musical chimes, of colourful rattles
Of cuddly teddies, of Barbie doll sets
Of tinkler bracelets, of floral hats
   I am a full-time mom.
A six month old and a six year old,
A cherubic baby boy and an angelic girl
Traded my svelte self for a chubby one,
Exchanged my eye-liner for dark circles,
No smart hair-cuts; just a loose tied bun
Yet with the two of them life is filled with fun
So, for now, I am a proud 
   FULL-TIME MOM.


Details | I do not know? | |

That Bullet Was For You

While walking through a hospital one day, a veteran I did see
He was in a wheelchair with both legs missing, and he did it for you and me.

I turned around a corner and down another hall
Only for my eyes to behold a family who has lost it all

A five year old cried out,"Why did daddy have to die?"
The mother held her son closer while she greived and began to cry

The mother of that young Marine, who had fought over in Iraqu
Wandered why her son so brave, didn't survive the enemie's attack

The father of that soldier, hung his head to cry
He was a retired soldier himself, why couldn't he have been the one to die?

His heart broken sister, sits in shock and tries to deny
The death of her older brother, he was killed and don't know why

A few days later, a family, everybody all dressed in black
Went to the funeral of a twenty-five year old who too our bullet in Iraq

The Bible says "thou shalt not kill." and "Love your neighbor" too
Maybe our soldiers aren't doing what's right, but they still take your bullet for you

They sleep in foxholes, and eat in trenches, and do all that they know to do
They rest in the sand with no comforts of home and they take your bullet for you

The restless nights turn into days, you wouldn't believe all they go through
THe rest of us sit at home and gripe, and still they take your bullet for you

The next time you hear a 21 gun salute, don't condemn as others do
The next time the taps are being played, remember, they took that bullet for you.


Thanks, Veterans for your sacrifice.


Details | I do not know? | |

Where did the time Go


Where did the time Go?

“Mom I think my finger’s falling off”
Not to worry I’ll be there in a second.

“Mom I think the roof caved in”
Get under the bed for now, I’m on the phone.

“Mom, Sister’s on the roof”
Sooooo?

“Mom, the house behind us is on fire”
Bring them a bucket; I’m drying my hair.

“Mom, there’s a black spider on my wall”
He’ll keep; I’m watching Days of Our Lives.

“Mom, the paper boy’s collecting”
I don’t have $2.  I’ll be at the bank. 

“Mom, there’s a policeman at the door”
Get Daddy.  Now.


 “Mom, I’m married with kids”
Where was I?


For Colette from Mama
Mother’s Day 2013


Details | Rhyme | |

Of Fawn And Fairy

 
Inside this forest
so bright and mild 
a fairy lived
her name, Wonder Child

For all the forest
knew of this girl
to which they knew
she would change the world

A fawn she crept 
upon one day
it sensed no danger
no need to escape

Her acquired ability
to speak with those
on four legs with fur
scurrying would go

She was as a spirit
in the woods she did walk
she would talk to the animals
to her they would flock

She'd gentle reach down
and with the smallest of hands
much like the grains of sand
beside them she'd stand

Together as one
the fairy and fawn
if you close your eyes tight
you may see them at dawn

Donna G Fowler
8/7/06


by Donna G Fowler

Review:
"I have seen the fawn wake up at dawn...
and then she did not tarry.
This tiny deer so full of cheer
set out to find the fairy.

She knew that the winged one
would help her through the day
and with the sun at end of day
would quietly slip away.

But fawns grow into beautiful deer
and time just passes on.
Now the mother deer, it is so clear,
seeks the fairy to teach her own."

Donna, I hope you don't think I am presumptuous to think this would improve on your beautiful poem... No, It is just an example of how perfection can trigger creativity in the least of us...
You have my honest admiration and respect for this and many other fine works in your portfolio... Love Ya! Jake  

Reviewed by jakepayne  

Your review received: 
 
Very helpful

and the following comments about your review:
TY Jake. I admire your wit. What I'd like to see you do is write a continuation of this like you have started. Name it whatever you want, and post me back a message



Mother Doe and Fairy
Inspired by Donna G. Fowler’s
‘Of Fawn and Fairy’

I saw the fawn wake up at dawn...
and then she did not tarry.
This tiny deer so full of cheer
set out to find the fairy.

She knew that the winged one
would teach her the right ways
and with the sun at end of day
would quietly slip away.


 Fawns grow into beautiful deer
as time just passes on.
Now the mother deer, it is so clear,
seeks the fairy to teach her own.

The fairy knew her language
and all the others too.
She had tutored many youngsters
in the proper things to do.

The forest had been good to her
and the years had been kind too.
When the Doe felt life within her
she knew just what to do.

She knew just where the fairy should be
each and every day.
She wanted her to teach her fawn
to live the forest’s way.

The mother doe was nearing
the birth of her first fawn.
She arrived there at the clearing
just at break of dawn.

She sensed the fairy knew --
for she felt her presence there.
The comfort she had sought to find
Could be felt in the morning air.

She lay down in the comfort
of a nearby grove of trees
And quietly awaited there
in the cooling morning breeze.

Then she heard the quiet flutter
Of tiny little wings
She saw the fairy coming
as the birds began to sing.

She now relaxed and soon she knew
the peace the forest sends
And she found herself surrounded
by scores of tiny friends.

They all had heard the news
and all had been invited
To come and see the miracle
of  two friends reunited.



The fairy knew why she’d been called
to this very special place
She was here to help the deer
receive God’s special grace.

It was not long – it had begun
And quickly, it was over.
There lay the mother doe and fawn
in the comfort of the clover.

The fairy then took stardust
and sprinkled it in their eyes.
Now when they exchange gazes
their love is not disguised.

The fairy and the doe and fawn
then went their separate way
knowing this would not be the last
of many special days.

© Jacob Payne
October 20, 2006

Review:
Jake, I knew you could continue this after what you placed in my review. First I am honored that you were inspired by something I started. Secondly, this is an amazing continuation of my poem. You are so visual in this and I could see the field of clover and the new baby fawn. I felt as if I were there watching. Fantastic job my friend.. I'm so excited!!!!  

Reviewed by Donna G Fowler


Details | Rhyme | |

THE AGING PROCESS

Many years ago, when we were all young,
We really thought life, would be so much fun.
While playing dress-up, trying on mom’s stuff,
Putting on make-up, we found to be tough.

Then came our schooling, and boy things would change,
“Those aren’t our parents”, when they acted strange.
Sometimes they were hip, but old-fashioned too,
That’s something I swore, I would never do.

Wishing you were older, adults had it made,
They would do nothing, yet still would be paid.
That is how little, we all had known,
We surely found out, once we were grown.

Loving the twenties, we’d go out with friends,
When we went shopping, we followed the trends.
Doing what we wanted, and staying out late,
It didn’t matter, what time we all ate.

Then came the thirties, and most of us wed,
Watch what you wish for, my parents had said.
We had to work hard, many bills to pay,
I guess they were right, what more can I say?

Raising your children, was hardest of all,
Needing some advice, your parent’s you’d call.
It seemed so easy, they needed no rest,
So now it’s your turn, you learned from the best.

The forties arrived, that was a shocker,
We’d spend lots of time, just at the doctor.
Back aches and headaches, so tired you’d be,
Trying not to cough, or else you would pee.

The fifties would come, and your grandkids too,
Where were your glasses? You hadn’t a clue.
You searched here and there, and under the bed,
“Hey grandma” they laughed, “They’re right on your head”.

Here come the sixties, now let’s have some fun,
You are retired; your work is all done.
To dinner with friends, you dressed and you wait,
They never show up, you have the wrong date.

Now the seventies, with friends playing games,
If only you could, remember their names.
You try hard to hide, those under-eye bags,
Gravity happens, and everything sags.

Enjoy every day, and have a good laugh,
All the steps you took, led down a new path.
Live life as it comes, each year a new page,
One thing is for sure, everyone will age.


Details | Ottava rima | |

Kanhapatra - WIN

Once upon a time there lived a dancer 
Shyama, a concubine of a feudal baron
Had a pretty girl Kanha, also a dancer
Quite excelled in playing of the Veena”s tune
Was mortified being Courtesan’s daughter
Sobbing, came to her mother with a question
Calming her down she pointed to God’s statue
HE is your soul-mate will take you away astute

She took to Lord Pandurangam thus advised
As her lover, owner of body, mind and soul
As the classical musician her she was praised
People came with offers, mother turned down all.
Sultan of Vidarbh by her beauty was charmed
Sent order to send Kanha to his serial
She left town at dawn as she had intimation
Went to Pandharpur temple for inspiration.


She wrote, composed and sang as blessed poet
Data was leaked when a man saw her singing
The Sultan besieged the town and held the priest
Quite engrossed she kept on Veena –playing
Chord broke, song disrupted, the statue split
God came out, carried her, the statue joining
Merged with God, piece of scarf stuck in a gap
Kanha got herself in her eternal lover wrap.

                        **********
Once upon a time in the fourteen century, at Mangalwedhe ,Maharashtra State, 
India, the story has taken place. A temple was built later, in Kanhapatra’s name. 
The lucky visitors, who strongly believe in Lord Vithal and his miracles, can see or 
assume the tiny piece of cloth, stuck (at the place near the heart) on the Lord’s statue.
                                                
Contest: Any poem # 3              6th place win
==============================================
*Name of a woman
** Kanha means a belle
*** Veena, an Indian musical instrument
****Pandurangam, a name of the Indian God
*****A feudal Lord of Ancient state Vidarbh of India
******Pandharpur name of the town where there is famous temple of the Lord 
Pandurangam
===============================================
Honorable mention
Contest: The ottowa Rima by Jared Pickett


Details | Bio | |

Diary Entry

Daddy was… I don’t even remember but he wasn’t there
I don’t even remember why you were so angry
I got back home that night and my dog was lying in front of the garage
AT NIGHT in front of the garage!
I dial the keypad to get in the house but the door was locked and you took the key from its place so I couldn’t get in
I rang the doorbell
Knocked on the door
Rang the doorbell
Knocked on the door
But I didn’t make a scene
I carried my dog to the door on the fence, climbed over the fence, let my dog in and looked through the sliding glass door
You were asleep
I’m very happy for everybody that the sliding glass door wasn’t locked
I get inside and noticed you were passed out drunk!
The Grey Goose revealed it all
I kissed my dog goodnight, gave him a treat and BOUNCED 
With YOUR keys and YOUR car 
I’m so fed up I’m just SO fed up
The Bible says honor thy mother and father it doesn’t mention son and daughter
BOLOGNA if you ask me 
NO child begged to be a part of this planet!
What does honor mean anyway?
Webster says merited respect… okay so maybe it’s not bologna!
I canNOT stop replaying my past
You are still here!
You are from the past!
I have let go but when you dig it up and throw it in my face 
I pick it back up!
I try to be strong 
I really do and EVERYONE notices I’ve made great improvements
You’re one of the people who’s praised me!
I’ve been having these occasional fluttering sensations in my heart for the past few years that I’ve mentioned to you recently
I still haven’t gone to the doctor
Neither of us will forget that time I was crying on the phone to Linnel about the two guys raping my semiconscious body and you busted in my room and said, “I hope your p____ fall’s off”
I can’t forget that time I confided in you about an unusual discharge and you said, “I’m just gonna let you suffer…”
Thanks for eventually taking me to go get tested but why did you have to say that?
I felt bad enough

Very true, Mom, I don’t have any friends…
I’m not even sure if I’m in excellent health and that I’ll make it many more years  
Still, while I’m here
I just want to be able to help my people… somehow


Details | Rhyme | |

The Waiting

The sky is a rose this evening.
The country is still and hush.
And a lady in love lies against the glass,
Her cheeks are filled with blush.
The road she watches never changes.
The grass there hardly grows.
For when one waits, as does she...
Time increasingly slows.
Poor girl... poor lady... poor mother.
I'm leaning against her door.
But while she waits for what is gone,
She is seeing her child no more.
The woman I'm watching is changing.
And with aging, has grayed at last.
For when one waits, as do I...
Time is incredibly...   fast.


Details | Free verse | |

Dear mum

Dear mum

I’m sorry faith didn’t give us
Much time together
For I long
Every time I sit at a table
For your delicacious
Meals

For every time I see 
A mother and child
I can’t help but wish
It were us

Every time I receive a hug
I wish it was from you

Every time I pick up
A picture of you
I wish you would talk to me

Every time I pick up
Your clothing
I wish I could see you in them

When I close my eyes
I see your face
Smiling at me

When I look in the mirror
I see you staring back at me

When I listen
To the song of the wind
I hear a string of your voice
Lingering

Of course
 I love these things all
And treasure them
But I’ll also like to
Have the others

I’m selfish
And will love to have 
Them all
Everything you is 
Always welcome
I’ll never run out of space
For you.


Details | Light Poetry | |

The Wily Goat

The purple on his chin was tellin'
there was just no use to lie.
That pesky, good for nothin' goat
had eaten Mother's pie.
She  had set it on the porch 
jist to cool it down a bit,
and don't you know that goat had come
and calmly eaten it.

My little brother looked as if
he was inclined to cry.
They'd warned him things
would have to change
or Billy Goat would die.
I got a rag to help him scrub
that bright dye off his whisker.
He could appeal to Mom's good side,
but didn't want to risk her.

That goat had climbed on everythin'
from our new car to house.
He'd eaten nightshirts off the line.
No wonder Mom would grouse.
I'll kill that goat", our mother said
a dozen time or so.
Of course she didn't mean it but
our brother didn't know.

Now little brother'd come along
when most of us were growed.
He never seem to learn the ways 
the rest of us all knowed.
He didn't learn to work around
our mama's laws and such.
He had no wiles to pertect him.
His goat was sure in dutch.

Bein' so much younger must be tough
and not too easy sailin'.
His best friend was this pesky goat
and that was fast a failin'.
He guessed the only way to go
was take his goat and run.
He didn't think to take a coat
and weinies and a bun.

The rest of us when we run off,
we knowed enough to take
some warm clothes and some
sandwitches 'n even choclit cake.
We were all scared when brother
didn't turn up for a meal
and we could see the worry our
mama began to feel.

So Daddy got his good horse Dan
and took the dogs along,
and said he'd just go scout him out;
be sure nothin' was wrong.
It seemed a good long time before
we saw Dad ridin' back
with somethin' on his saddle.
It looked much like a sack.

But it was our little brother
and he was sound asleep.
Dad found him in the orchard
with apples in a heap.
His cunnin' goat had climbed up
in the ole apple tree
and flung down the ripe apples,
as nimble as can be.

So brother wasn' hungry
but he was mighty weary.
Our mother grabbed him in her arms
and all of us were teary.
That wily goat was smart enough
to prove himself a winner.
He'd saved our brother and himself
from becoming our goat dinner.


By: Joyce Johnson


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The Moment Of Finality.

A beauty of the finest splendor…captivating
Seizing the rooms attention on the inhale
Now a shrinking shell of her former self
Caught in a chemical coma to ease her pain

Murmuring fate in silences void…foreboding
Her eyes not seeing the milieu’s approach
Those illusory walls protection now ravaged
She stands naked before bereavements eyes

As the nights pass I sit at her bedside…steady
No corollary thought as the clock keeps pace
I allay the fear by a whisper looking for lucidity
While her random gasps for life squeeze within me

Soft regrets for the misery I’ve caused…repentant
Adrift in the words I bellowed in toxic anger
Yearning to drink of the venom washed over you
To share one moment in the clarity of forgiveness

The scent of a spring dawn’s beauty fills the air…mocking
Stroking your hair I stutter out my final goodbye
Ready to be chained to the morose you absolve me
Taking with you my weighted anguish with simple words

Mom opened her eyes one last time and said…I love you too…


Details | Shape | |

Time heals all wombs

time heals all wombs

                                    at 
                            
                             your funeral

                      the priest babbles on

                              while you 

                                    lie 

                                  there

                              motionless
 
                             I watch your 

                           tiny headstone
 
                                  weep 

                               in the rain


7/15/11



Details | Lyric | |

Gotta Let Their Soul Cry

 Raped and Molestated in childhood, 
   Abused and Misused in pre-adulthood,
     Alone and confused they stood; feeling
       like tainted goods.

 Let their soul cry, maybe then; they can
  regain their pride. 

 They gotta let their soul cry

 Their darkest secret's they lock  away
   within, this is why their flesh constantly
    feast off sin; and everything in life has a
     beginning, but never render an ending.

 Let their soul cry, Crying is the only way to
  gain their piece of mind.
   
One might ask," Why"? Then , I will reply,"
  They need to see at least one day filled with
     promise rather than pain and see the sun
        without having rain.
     
 They gotta let their soul cry, before their sin
  cause their flesh to die.


Details | I do not know? | |

Today Is Terrible----

The cracked spine of
the book I dropped
at the call.
A chip in my
windshield left by a
pompous *?#@! in a
red sports car as I
drive to the
service.
Rain expectorating
from an ashen sky as
the dirt is turned.
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
crack in grandma’s
spine from her fall
down the stairs.
The chip in her
amazingly smart mind
after eighteen years
as a teacher.
Tears running,
dripping from my
Mothers ashen face
as she cries “My
mama’s dead.”
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
cracked family
emotions left raw
and empty.
The chip in Grandpas
numb mind at the
gathering… “Where is
Irene she should be
here?”
Faces gone ashen
with dread, do we
leave him numb or
remind him that his
wife is dead?
Today is terrible.
Though this is less
terrible than the
empty silences,
missing the jokes
Grandma used to
crack.
Grandma’s laugh and
her endless smile
which always exposed
that tooth with the
chip in it.
Without her the
world has become
empty, bleak, and
ashen.
Today is terrible.

                   
                   
                   
          Summer
Gratias


Details | I do not know? | |

God's Plan

All I can do is wonder. 
I'll never really know. 
OI'll never get to hug her, 
and she'll never see me grow.
When I wake up tommorrow, 
this nightmare won't be gone.
I'll never have what I took for granted, 
a chance to know my Mom. 

I know I shouldn't cry, 
because that won't bring her back.
It doesn't make up for the emptiness
or the love that I lack.
I'm almost grown up now.
I did it all by myself.
But I can't help but wish
I could be like everyone else.

I'm excluded from some "special bond"
and memories to be shared.
When all I ever asked for
was to have someone who cared.
The tearstains on my pillow
outnumber memories.
The only way I know her
is to see her in my dreams.

Daddy said she loved me,
but God called her home.
I don't know why he took her, 
the only Mom I'd ever known.
I guess he has a hidden plan, 
a reason I can't see.
I'm waiting for it to come together
and work out okay for me. 

I hope I'll understand some day
just what God has in mind. 
So no matter how much I miss my mother
I'll follow God's plan and be alright.


Details | I do not know? | |

For You Mother

Taking this time to think rhetorically on all the things you’ve done for me.
Not going to make this a long-winded story, but appreciation is what is due on 
this day.
I won’t take more than two minutes of your time, so as the preacher says. . .
                                                                                                       Start my clock.
Thank you for encouraging me when no one else could even believe.
Thank you for being there for me when everyone else would simply leave.
Thank you for putting up with me when you really didn’t have to.
These are just a few of the reasons why I say thank you.

Thank you for your advice on things that I should do.
Thank you for being the example mother for me when it’s my turn too.
Thank you for trusting me and loving me in all my faults.
Thank you for doing what it took no matter the cost.

Thank you for taking the time to care about the things I do.
Thank you for just being there at the times I need you.
Thank you for the sacrifices you’ve made for me.
You know . . . not a lot of mothers would do these things.

Thank you for letting me go and learn things for myself.
Thank you for not denying me at times when I need help.
Thank you for encouraging me to do the best I can do.
I just pray that one day I can be a mother just like you.


Details | I do not know? | |

Moments with Momma--Soon again Shall be

As I look upon my Life
Moment I Treasure
With Love there is no measure

Precious in True
Moment with Momma
Yes.. was very few

Memo a long car ride
But then when I was four
Taken away.. 
but yet.. I always prayed
I would get to see.. 
My Momma.. once more...

Then when I was Ten..
I got to see her again
I got to spend
A Precious few years

Then was promised
Into marriage
At age of Sixteen
Away went the moment
Time and between
But as I prayed
Someday
Again.. I shall get to spend
Precious moment with my Momma

I memo the day
I said.. to Momma.. I can't wait
Till Jesus comes to take us home
I pray.. Momma that we together shall see
Precious moments of God's Glory
Then my Momma smiled at me
And said.. she hoped it would be too
But her time.. here soon be-threw
I said.. Oh.. Momma.. we then together shall be
Changed in a twinkle of an eye.. 
we together.. shall meet the Lord in the sky
I pray He comes.. before this day is done
Then my momma smiles..
Sweeet smile.. then she said
I won't be here.. for I shall be gone away
to be by our lords side.. 
But on that day
You my dear.. Shall be
With all Eyes.. shall surely see..
His Glorious moment 
Of His Appearing
 
Then tis be
I did get to see
God granted me
Such Precious moments
Tho may have been a Few
But seeing within her face 
twas such a-glow 
I know.. 
Tis of God's Divine Grace

Momma is Jewel
Precious and sweeet
Treasure's of Light 
God's tool.. complete
Last few moments..
Ever so Precious in sight

Tho.. tis soon.. I know..
As pray.. shall be.. 
Spend.. Precious moments again
Forever In Eternity
Jesus.. Glorious Moment 
Time soon be.. 
His Divine Appearing

Come to Jesus.. Time is Now at Hand

God's Glorious Appearing
Soon shall be.. For all Eyes to see

Where tis You and Your Loved one's Shall be?
Come to Jesus.. tell your Loved ones too
Then You all.. shall Spend in Eternity together
With Our Savior.. Forever

Dedicated.. My Precious.. Momma "I Love You"


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Mother Day In Heaven

Mothers day is fast approaching,Its the time to show we care,
 I look up towards the heavens ,because i know she is there.
She is probable watching over us, like she did when she was here,
Because a mothers love, is for always , not just one day a year.

As we get older ,and its our time to leave this world,
A place in heaven is set aside , for all good boys and girls.
I know my mother is waiting, for her family to be as one again,
So we can all pray together, like we did back then.

Its funny how we drift apart,as we try to find our strides,
But come together on mothers day,to watch her smile with pride.
For her it should be a day of rest, no cooking, cleaning,or washing clothes,
But for anyone who knew my mother, she did all of those.

She would say , just because its mothers day,
The choirs still have to be done,
The cattle still need thier hay,
Sweeping the barn out was no fun.

But she did it all with a smile,never once ask for help,
I guess she figured we had enough to do , looking after ourselves.
So for the times she spent ,and the sharing of care,
Im wishing my Mother ,a HAPPY MOTHERS DAY,for i know she will always be 
here.


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Jesus You Know His Heart

Once soft meadows so full of life,
now hold shadows, blocking the light.
Words unheard, and dreams untouched,
once your eyes laughed so much.
Distant sounds, still call your name,
within a body silenced by the game.
Love can't touch, and tears can't clean,
that part we know as self esteem.
Yesterdays of you, bring me joy,
recalling back when you were a boy.
Shiny blonde hair, and smiling blue eyes,
my heart forever hypnotized.
As tomorrow comes, and life goes on,
somewhere happiness must belong.
My prayer for you I humbly ask,
may light surround you within God's grasp.
A blessing for me, when you were born,
but somehow evil has sent this storm.
Jesus You know him, but he has lost his way,
hold him tight, don't let him stray.
Bring him safely to me once more,
as the waves get higher on unknown shores.
Lost is lonely, and screaming for help,
but I can't save him all by myself.
I give him to You, as I sit and cry,
a mother in pain, I cannot lie.
Your mother watched, as you died on a cross,
a mother in pain, for her son she had lost.
You gave her comfort, You called her name,
now I give You mine, my heart feels the same.
Bring him safely back into the flock,
as You guide a lost vessel from hidden rocks.
Let him know joy, let him feel rain,
as Your Love gently brings, my son home again.





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Believe in me

I saw your tears,
I knew something was wrong,
I knew with my mother,
My son didn't belong.
I saw the pain that you held 
deep inside.
I never wanted to leave you,
or ever have to say goodbye.
I chose for you to sleep safe in a bed,
instead of our car,
making sure you were fed,
was most important by far.
I wish I could take all the tears and
sadness away,
to correct all the wrongs and the mistakes that I made.
All you wanted was my approval, my affection and my love,
Yes, I know saying the words, just wasn't enough.
If I could go back in time          
I would have put up a bigger fight 
I would change it all today, 
to make your life a little more kind.
I would be to you all, what a mother should be,
I love you with all of my heart,
I just wish you could see,
All I ever wanted was for my children to believe in me.


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Trying Times

Trying Times

Can I maintain this life
Without begging Christ 
To save me 
From the life he gave me 
Can I walk to the plot
To where lays my father death spot
And stand over his grave 
His life is with me acknowledgement
I’m is daughter but I wasn’t with him his last dying days
Tears seem to not fall from my eyes 
Because I know emotion will not grow him back 
And the last words that utter from my mouth will be with me until the day that I’m 
dead they are now un-depart able bitter words that has now been said

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me 

I dream of some better days 
As a young child proven educate with good grades
Wanted to be a woman at a young age 
Started working on my life 
Tried to blackout every thing in my life that went wrong 
Even as a minor I promise god that all my struggling was going to  make me 
strong
But lost in the mine set that I had no one to carry with me 
Turn my back on the people that had given me life 
Told  them I didn’t need them so forget their advice 
I broke them down to the same feeling that rooted  bitterness 
Spoke for me took hostage over my pride 
But each heart beat I wanted I wanted them to reach for me because all I wanted 
was to be their child 

They say Gods give you nothing you can’t bare 
Trying times he’s given me trying times is in me 

Fast I was moving 
Tried I was getting 
Still I wasn’t not going to stop 
Because I  will never give up 
I instill in myself as long as I don’t misused my body and educate my mine 
There was nothing that could harm me Nothing
Suddenly  everything that  I was reaching for turn around and ran from me
And for the first time in my life I wanted good to save me 
I barely stop myself from falling to my knees begging him to free me 
For now I could see 
My daddy deceased 
My mother sickly 
And soon I will be a woman 
For I will be no ones child 
I feel as if I’m not ready 

They say Gods give you nothing you cant bare
Trying time he’s given me trying times is in me






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Time

For the life I live
It is not of mine
It is of my young
For now, they can not see 
But it is of time
For this love I have of them
All that I have and all that I do
Time will be for them to see
So you see my young
It's always been for you
Though the hurting words 
From time to time
The laughter we shared
Its all because I cared
For this life I live
It is not of mine
It is of time
Time that will be
For you to see



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Given Time

Given time I just need to stand
let me see my parents smile 
trades what I couldn't do without
prayer of hope that I wouldn't leave them 
because some days I blur them out
I complain that life was hard 
But to see death come to them is even harder
let it bring the truth 
I no inside my eyes there lye's the proof
its me, they are who the should be 
my realization is weak 
my imagination is fiction 
but bring into life is what I fake and make is what is existing
trying to take control of the feeling
but to lose all that with the past times
makes the situation rewinds on my mine
forgive me god now I am trying 
I don't wan ta to leave u daddy 
But I think I can make it on my own
I don't wan ta see you weak momma 
I only wan ta image of  you as being strong
Yes I know the rain don't only wash away
The sun is not what brighten the day
and its good to place these things together
but my emotions is lost though all weather
bring me though 
don't let me blame 
just give me the strength to gain
let me be who I'm supposed to be
don't let me fall into the dictation of hurt
god bring me close to my identity


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MOM

The year was nineteen fifty
The century half gone
The first time that I met her
The lady I call Mom

My sister just turned two years old
About six months before
And they said the way she loved us two
There would probably be more

Well they were right
Two brothers first
Two sisters joined us too
Mom said that six was quite enough
Won't be no more, I'm through

But life's not always easy
She raised us all alone
I never once heard her complain
She gave us all a home

Now the Autumn of her life has come
And for us she's still there
To help us trough the hard times
And to show us she still cares

When her time on Earth is over
And her days with us are gone
Lord, give my share of heaven
To the lady I call Mom


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The Best day of My Life

I always thought that I knew love
How intense that feeling could be
But, you were my gift from above
Just exactly what I'd need

I never thought I'd be a mother
I thought that time had past
It was a shock to believe another
For I was pregnant at last

I was 39 at the time 
I felt kind of tired and old 
My doctor said that I was fine
And a child is precious like gold

It wasnt always very easy 
Being pregnant, working each day
Some times I'd get kind of queasy
But, eventually it went away

Tests, ultrasounds, bloodwork , all were fine 
An amnio to see if you were okay
Monthly appointments, filled much of my time
Everything was progressing each day

I worked until the day before
Your grandparents flew out to see
I was very ready, couldn't take no more
Wanted my child for just for me

Finally the day had come,when I was to see my son
I got up early, got everything ready, even checked your room.
Slowly I drove to the hospital ,awaiting for the fun
For this was it what I had waited for, i'd see you before noon. 

At the hospital they readied me
A Doctor put a catheter in my back
My Mom and Dad rushed up to see
Their grandchild in a wrap

I told them of my nervousness 
How I forgot the words to say
So together we as a family
We were able to pray

I had to wait for a long time 
Emergency twins were on the way
They said I was next in line 
In the holding room was where I stay

So at 930 they brought me in to the room
They draped a sheet in front of my face
I hoped my head wouldn't  zoom 
I wanted to start this race
 
At 9:54 you came into my life
Your Dad ran to the end to see
The child that was bore by his wife
We became a family of three

My eyes filled with tears and I felt joy
It was all so new, I never had felt it before
Here's your child, perfect, handsome, and its a boy
For on that day my love for you grew even more

The bond between a mother and son
Is a story that can't be told
To look into your little eyes, I was overcome
My memories of that first time will never get old

So on this day when you had came 
Was the best day I could have ever thought
Never mind fortune and fame
To have a child is a lesson in life that can never ever be taught. 


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Happy Mother's Day--God's Blessings to all Women--Your Mother and Mine

Your Mother and Mine
Tis Every woman
Whomsoever helps 
Any children.. anytime

Looks after them
Fixes and gives
them something to eat
Cleans them up... 
to smell sweet

helping them to live
and grow.. 
guiding their ways
Edifying thier lives
Within these earthly days

Your Mother and Mine
Always spending their time
Taking care of any children..
Giving from within their hearts
So Children can go on living
 
helping with childs needs
Fixing up 
their skinned-up knees
helping them 
with their broken hearts
Wiping away tears.. 
helping them cope with fears
Watching them 
grow through the years

As there are many women
Within this world.. Care-giving
Whom is Your Mother.. and Mine
Even some  have children of their own
Some are Grandmothers.. Aunts.. 
Teachers, Preachers, Doctors, Nurses
Any Women.. whom gives tender-love
Even women of the neighborhood tis Mothers

All the women whom tend.. 
to look after any children
whom go out of their way
bringing compassion with smiles 
giving many children..  Love everyday

God's Blessings are giving 
within the hearts of many women
Whom choose to be.. for many children
even when they have their own..
These women are tis as I see..
God's Blessings.. of Many Mothers

There are many children
Whom seek so many women out
Whom they choose to call.. them their Mother
Whom shows them Love.. Tenderheartedly giving
For I know.. this without a doubt
For many children come to my house
They.. as All Children are.. Blessings
God gives in many ways.. all women Blessings of Children

Your Mother and Mine
Children say this to me all the time
Motherly Love.. is giving by God above 

Happy Mother's Day!!! 
To All Women.. 
Even Mother's as Mine whom already gone to Heaven.. 

Dedicated to You.. Momma.. 
as You always be.. My Mother 
and many.. You had given Love.. Tenderheartedly unto
Tis be.. Your Mother and Mine...
                                                 "I Love Momma"