You and Me

If you were a door, I'd be your bell

if you were a prisoner, I'd be your cell

If you were a Devil, I'd be your hell

If you were a bucket, I'd be your well

Door and bell or the prisoner and cell,

Devil and hell or the bucket and well,

They are read together because of their closeness; 

And if one is missing, the other is useless.

Me and mom, 

And mom and me

Are always read together because;

If you are'nt there I'll feel so helpless,

And if I'm not there You'll feel damn hopless!!!....

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L'Nass Shango

June 4, 2009 at 8:24 PM

Mothers are baby bringers, compass, healers and friends ... I am glad you have one to praise ... mine is gone to her rest ... but I know the source of this poems happiness.

William Kershaw

June 2, 2009 at 1:27 PM

Crystal...How shall I put this? I can tell that the relationship you have with your mom is one that most of us would love to have. But I feel that you under-estimated your own strength. Your writing shows your courage, compassion and victory over a threatening world. Rejoice in your triumph and write! Your devoted, Will