Anya Chebukina Poet I do not know?

Home

Where do I go to hide the pain?
Where do I go to live?
One place comes to mind,
HOME

Home is a place I go for shelter
Home is where it’s safe
I think about who’s waiting there

A woman worth coming for
A woman worth seeing 
A woman I call my mother.

So sweet and fragile 
So helpful and full of life
A helping hand when I’m in need of love

She is an angel sent from heaven
An angel sent for me
The one and only who’s there for me

She cared for my health
She cared for my life
She needs to see
That I’m on my way home.


But how can I go
I left her there with no one near
She might hate me
She might not care any more

As long as I’m with her I will be ok
As long as she’s alive I will live
As long as we’re together our love will
Somehow grow

So now I’m in front of the door
Waiting to open it
My mother, my angel walks
And opens it.

‘I prayed you’d come back’
And in her arms I start to cry
How did I leave such a dear person?
How can she still love me?

I hurt her, she prayed
I left her, she prayed
I showed no love, she loves me still

She is my mother
My angel
My one reason to live


And now I pray to God for her
‘Save her, help her,
I need her here.
I need the love of the angel you sent to me
I need to know what to do
When I lose my way home. 
I need her here, I need her love’

Once I’m asleep she holds my hand
With words that wake me suddenly
She whispered in my ear
‘I will always love you 
With love like mine you need not fear


I’ll be here long enough to see you 
If I go today, still I will love you
Even when I’m not near
I’m closer then you think

You’ll always find a way back home 
I’ll always be with you
If not in flesh then in heart
Take care, my love,
My one true treasure.

That night she passed away
 I’m left alone with only a body


I’m walking down the same street as before
The one I walked alone, long ago
But like my mother said
I will always find
A way back home.

- Anna P Chebukina

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Dave Timperley October 6, 2011 at 12:41 PM Hi Anna, I have read your work from last to first. I relly enjoyed all of it, even though 1 or 2 escaped me. If you draw from life then we are kindred spirits. Blessings. Dave. Anya Chebukina October 7, 2011 at 3:18 AM Thank you very much... for all you comments... and advice..=)

Dave Timperley October 6, 2011 at 12:31 PM This is awesome!! Blessings. Dave.

Lynn Hanna Barany September 6, 2011 at 5:58 PM Hi Anna, A beautiful poem, your heart was sure in it. I loved it, Lynn Barany Anya Chebukina October 7, 2011 at 3:17 AM Thank you..=)

David Byrne January 25, 2010 at 9:04 PM There is something refreshingly matter of fact about this and then it is so charged with honesty and feeling, you got talent!

Jay Loveless January 22, 2010 at 11:27 AM Oh gosh, this is good, and like George said, very powerful. i feel your emotion. you love and pain. i think ill read this to my friend Jake. He was a runaway, and is comming home from rehab soon <3 xo Rain

Matthew Miles January 22, 2010 at 11:27 AM Anna. This is honestly beautiful. So raw & brimming with passion. I can offer no advice for improvement. And I'm so sorry to hear about your mother. Love & condolences. <3

George Gabriel January 22, 2010 at 11:22 AM I like this Anna =) very emotional and powerful.