Eileen Manassian Poet Iambic Pentameter

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When God Created You

When God created you, the heavens rang
A symphony of praise and jubilee
Celestial ones with rapture danced and sang
And rainbow hues burst forth with joyous glee

We gathered round your crib, by wonder filled
Your tiny form I cradled to my chest
The joy that thrilled our hearts could not be stilled
As parents well we knew how we’d been blessed

You are the beauty of a starlit night
You are the gentle warmth of setting sun
You are the wonder of Aurora’s light
And none with you compares, not even one

My darling child, a woman now you are
You know the course you want your life to take
You have the will and strength to travel far
Protect your heart, my child, for mother’s sake

Be stronger than I am, be more secure
Speak out and use your voice to leave your mark
In fight for equal rights, you must endure
Let inner light burn bright; don’t lose that spark

A bed of roses life will never be
Yet be a fragrant rose of rarest hue
Your beauty let the worthy hearted see
Don’t be afraid to bloom in colors true

My precious girl, you are a mother’s dream
And when my heart is heavy, filled with care
To tired thoughts, you bring a golden gleam
I see your smile and life turns rosy, fair

You are my greatest joy, my lovely pearl
Your home is in my heart, and there you’ll stay
No matter where you go, you're still my girl
Be sure my love will help you find your way

Eileen Manassian
February 14, 2017

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Line Gauthier November 5, 2017 at 7:06 PM Absolutely wonderful. What lucky daughter !!!

Shashank Pateriya March 29, 2017 at 9:10 AM Divine Work.. I salute You

Robert Johnson March 26, 2017 at 4:02 PM May the symbiosis flow between you as the stars and sun have melded to fill the day with that incomparable light. So wonderful to read such a lovely maternal tribute. Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 11:04 PM Thank you, Robert. It's good to have this lovely comment from you. My daughter is the joy of my life. :)

Doug Vinson March 25, 2017 at 5:48 PM Eileen, quite secular am I, but if ever I sense the Divine, here it is. Love you. Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 1:50 AM Thank you, Doug. The Divine remains Divine whether we acknowledge him or not. ;) Your post brings joy.

Charmaine Chircop March 25, 2017 at 3:10 PM You know my dear sweet friend..This should be the poem of the year..I can feel the echo of your heart trembling with the love of a mother..shaking the mountains.A fave. Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 1:52 AM Thank you, my sweet soul sister. You know the deep love I have for my daughter. She is the one who is most honest with me about myself. :) Sending you hugs along these many miles.

Tony Devers March 25, 2017 at 2:24 PM Wow. Nice poem for mother's day, albeit the mother is addressing the child rather than the other way round. Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 1:54 AM Thank you, Tony. My daughter is a good writer and she has written several poems for me. :) Here is a link to the poem she wrote...if you are interested! https://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/the_month_of_may__my_daughters_tribute_478924

Sushma A. Singh March 25, 2017 at 8:36 AM Beautifully expressed! Congrats! Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 1:55 AM Thank you, Sushma. Much appreciated.

Maria Williams March 25, 2017 at 8:07 AM And what a blessed girl to have a mother like you. Brilliant tribute to your daughter. Eileen Manassian March 26, 2017 at 1:56 AM Thank you, Maria. I'm the one who is blessed! :)

Donna Roberts March 23, 2017 at 6:27 PM Tears Eileen Manassian March 24, 2017 at 11:08 AM Yes, dear...some emotions go so deep that tears are the only response the soul can give. Thank you for visiting.

Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther March 22, 2017 at 8:27 PM Hey Eileen, I loved your poem, and the unique title. Bravo. Keep it up! VBR Eileen Manassian March 24, 2017 at 11:11 AM Thank you for the visit, Val. Much appreciated. :)

Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther March 22, 2017 at 7:47 PM Hey Eileen, I loved your poem, and the unique title. Bravo. Keep writing. VBR Eileen Manassian March 24, 2017 at 11:14 AM :)

Sophie Duqueny March 22, 2017 at 6:51 PM absolutely incredible work of art. so touching. Eileen Manassian March 24, 2017 at 11:19 AM Thank you, Sophie. My daughter is my life. Blessings.

Tuelo.M Herbert March 22, 2017 at 1:53 AM I love every bit of it,Eileen Your daughter, she is blessed indeed We dance,Soup'ers and me to your poem ''when God created you'' Oh,awesome celestial tunes! Eileen Manassian March 24, 2017 at 11:21 AM Thank you, dear. What a delightful response. My heart is dancing, indeed. Blessings.

Joanna Daniel March 20, 2017 at 11:26 AM This is so touching and honest and beautiful, Eileen:) I would give it a 10:) an excellent tribute to your daughter:) God bless her!! Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 4:50 PM Thank you, Jo. My daughter is the "soul of my soul"...as Michael Bolton so aptly wrote.

Liam Mcdaid March 19, 2017 at 8:57 PM it sang so beautiful through your pen a jewel Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 4:53 PM Thank you, dear. Very kind of you to visit.

Agona Apell March 19, 2017 at 3:04 PM Elegant lines with a delightful flow, Eileen! Parting is never easy, but such counsel if heeded enhances the pleasure of the reunions. Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 4:55 PM Yes, Agona. You are right. We instill what we can in our children and hope that they heed our advice. Thanks for the visit.

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 18, 2017 at 9:03 PM Oh so beauriful, Eileen...you, your daughter and this incredible poem! I have tears and my make up is running. I know you will touch the heart of every mother that reads this. I live my boys so much, my heart could explode, and I adore watching them grow and dread it at the same time! Thank you for sharing this poem with us...hugs, Rhonda Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:04 PM Enjoy every day, my dear Rhonda. They do grow so quickly. What I wouldn't give for a snuggle and a bedtime story. Hugs, dear.

James Inman March 18, 2017 at 7:50 PM Beautiful, like mother like daughter. Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:04 PM Very kind of you, dear. :)

Kim Merryman March 18, 2017 at 6:00 PM An absolutely stunning tribute to your daughter, Eileen! You poured your heart and soul into this. So beautiful! Blessings, KIm Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:05 PM Thank you, Kim. I poured my heart and soul into it because she is my heart and soul. :) Thank you for the lovely visit.

Dahlia Cristobal March 18, 2017 at 7:33 AM What a wonderful poem Madam ! You're such an admirable woman whom God has bestowed a talent in writing. I wish I could be good as you n writing!:) God bless you ! Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:07 PM You are kind, Dahlia. Thank you for this sweet visit.

Richard Lamoureux March 14, 2017 at 8:40 AM He was on a roll that day and when He created her mother. Eileen Manassian March 14, 2017 at 12:48 PM You bring tears to my eyes, Richard. Thank you. God bless...

Arthur Vaso March 12, 2017 at 11:47 PM Oh my lord this is such a beautiful poem Eileen! Eileen Manassian March 14, 2017 at 12:51 PM Thanks, my dear. You are too kind. :)

David Pekrul March 11, 2017 at 4:23 PM Beautiful write, good rhythm and rhyme. A poem of love and so nice to read. Eileen Manassian March 14, 2017 at 12:52 PM Thanks, David. I appreciate all your visits to my work. I will swing by to see you soon. :)

Paul Callus March 11, 2017 at 3:46 AM Iambic Pentameter at its best, Eileen! Full marks to the form and content. You write with ease and rhyme comes naturally to you. It is lovely to see the bond which exists between mother & child. Hugs // paul Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:08 PM Thank you, my dear Paul. I treasure you comment because I know that you care about the details in poetry. Blessings, dear.

Andrea Dietrich March 10, 2017 at 8:15 PM ahhh, that was so sweet, Eileen. I believe I have seen her picture on another poem or blog, right? She is the apple of your eye and this is a marvelous tribute to her. SEVEN Eileen Manassian March 20, 2017 at 5:10 PM Thank you, dear Andrea. Yes, she is. Hugs, dear.

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