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My Mother

FOR MY MOTHER 

Today I took a journey 
I traveled to a place.
I saw my mother resting, 
A smile upon her face. 

 

I closed my eyes in sadness
and thought about our days. 
It all became so clouded,
It seemed to be a haze.

 

Then suddenly I felt a touch so soft upon my cheek
A gentle voice came through the haze it was so mild and meek.
A voice so soft, a voice so sweet
and this is what it said.

 

I'll always be your mother, 
I'll never go away,
For if you ever need me,
I'm just a thought away.

I raised you right
I know I did and this is how I know.
God would not have moved me from this earth, 
If I had not met His goal. 

 
Inspiration:
For Amelia Santisteven, my Beloved Mother.who passed away on February 4th, 2007. 
Written for eulogy on February 8th, 2007

Copyright © Phillip Santisteven | Year Posted 2008



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From Roots

Tree reaches to sky

leaves seek nourishment from sun

life blooms in beauty

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10 K

10 K

The shoes on the floor next to the bed

The clock on the stand all quiet and ready

The sun starts to break as the morning awakes

The weather appears to hold steady


The ring of the clock burst through the silence 

I jump out of the warmth to start of the day

I find my myself happy for what’s to come

my mind will be thinking I’ve come here to play


The gun starts the beginning of it all 

I take that first step it’s like molasses

I push through the pain at the moment I start

and suddenly these legs start to make several passes


it’s done now, it’s over, the day is successful

now that wasn’t so bad, nor was it stressfull

Copyright © Phillip Santisteven | Year Posted 2008

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Holiday Greeting

Trees and lights and chilly nights. 

The time has come for HO HO Ho's and mistletoes.

Once again the smiles erupt and and people stop from being abrupt. 

If only time could take this emotion and keep it forever in a magic potion. 

People might stop hating life and we could end world strife.

Copyright © Phillip Santisteven | Year Posted 2008


Book: Shattered Sighs