My Dream

The other day my mom said, "she was proud of me." Taking me by surprise, I sat there wondering why? Doesn't she realize her time has gone? This glorious moment is mine alone. I don't care what she thinks anymore. she was never there to help me out. Words of Encouragement few to none Now that I've achieved my dreams she wants a piece. She won't take my success from me. I poured hours and tears into my work. Mom, let me be, this is my dream./center>
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Wesley Avatar
June 17, 2011 at 8:16 AM
Silence is difficult to bear. We appreciate you and your lovely poems..Elizabeth Thanks for your visit.
Minardi Avatar
June 8, 2011 at 8:53 AM
Wowww.. This is good...
Devonshire Avatar
June 7, 2011 at 8:54 AM
Dear Cory, I'm sorry you feel this way about your mother. There were a few times I was angry with my father and now that he's gone I live with the regrets. Maybe she is trying to reconnect with you and truly is proud. I hope that is the case. Love and blessings for success with your new book, Carolyn
Situation Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 2:37 PM
ask your self who's going to be there when everyone is gone?
Johnson Avatar
June 6, 2011 at 11:41 AM
I guess I can understand the angst. But I've learned that carrying that is a weight we burden ourselves with. Try to lighten the load and forgive. I promise you, you will feel lighter. May God bless your heart.
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June 6, 2011 at 7:48 AM
Oh Cory I feel so sad for you, my mom was my bjggest supporter . the last words mouthed to me as she could not talk was . I Love You. .I will never forget it. But to get back to your poem it is very well written. And you go girl. Anne
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