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Mom I promised you I would do my best to help my brothers and sisters pass 
life's test to remember how you were before you were laid to rest.

Mom I`m finding it really hard to do, my brothers don`t talk to each other they`re 
playing a fool, my sisters can`t stop crying for you.
Mom I fill no matter what I do it`s not right, try finding peace in this family fight only 
to find I did nothing by the end of night.
Mom I remember our last talk, you said no matter what you would be by while I 
take this walk, mom I need your strength for my life they mock.

Mom I told you I`d be fine, that I was not blind, that at the end of this road peace I 
would find,

Mom I fill I`m not the one, all this stress I`m not having fun`m stepping up while 
the others run.

Mom I told you I promise, but it`s my family that suffers and it`s them I miss, so I 
ask you please help me through this.

Mom I am doing what I said I would, while the others fail to do what they should, 
Mom I did the best I could.

Mom,.... how come,.... you chose me to be the one?  

Copyright © michael romero | Year Posted 2006

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Mothers Day Poem

Today's the day we take the time 
to let our mother's know,
that we appreciate they're role
in helping us to grow.
Although this day comes once a year
I think its safe to say,
that most of us cant wait that long,
we do it everyday.
Most people think they're moms the best
and in they're minds its true,
but one mom stands above the rest
and Rosie, that mom's you.
Thank you for your love, your strength,
your words of wisdom too,
but most of all I thank the Lord
for blessing me with you.

Copyright © Scott Christie | Year Posted 2014

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Mother, Grandmother, Guide and Friend

As a child, I didn't understand,
The love that fills my mother’s hand.

In a childhood world,
Everything is carefree,
Your eyes are wide open,
Yet you do not see.

In a motherhood world,
Things can get pretty insane,
Every day comes with joy and pain.

Teaching your child new things,
Dreaming of what tomorrow brings.

Leaving days of pig tales and nursery rhymes,
Loosing Seconds and minutes of these precious times.

Now, with children of my own,
Mother, your feelings are not alone.

Only now do I understand,
Feeling helpless to times demand.

Mother, I just didn't realize,
How I looked in your eyes.
33 years gone in a whirl,
Yet I know you still see your little girl.

I love you Mother.
More than you know.
I know it was hard letting me go.

My childhood life was wrapped up in you,
But my adult life holds something new.

Growing up so fast and free,
I felt your eyes always watching me,
I didn't have to worry,
Because I knew you'd be there.
Now my own children feel MY stare.

Never knowing that in my heart,
I feel the sadness awaiting their future depart.

For one day, I will have to say good bye,
Just as you did with my sisters and I.

But with this sadness, there is happiness too,
For they will always need me,
Just as I will always need you.

My childhood is over but my need for you will never end,
You are a Mother, Grandmother, Guide and Friend.

Copyright © Melissa Mercado | Year Posted 2013

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Mother in-law

I just wanted to take the time
To thank you for all you do,
Through the up's and down's
The hard time's you've helped us through
You have helped me in way's,
You'll never know.
The void in me you have filled
Something's i was missing in my life
Some of the values that you instilled
Your's was the voice of reason
When i would have sworn i was right.
No matter how i fought it
You have helped me to see the light
You're just like the northern stars
A beacon when i feel lost
A strong shoulder we have leaned on
No matter what the cost
You stepped up and made me feel
Like one of your own
I know you didn't have to
And because of that i have grown
You gave more than you had to
And i can't thank you enough
So thank you for just being there
When life feed's so tough.

Copyright © shantae Ortega | Year Posted 2013

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A Mother's Intuition

As life is created from her womb
Bountiful preparation is needed
Charisma, duty, and love
Develop the best care offered
Ecstatic for recording memorabilia
For such experiences occur only once
Given the opportunity to successfully grow
Home redefines as “elsewhere besides the abode”
Ill from separation
Joy still remains in the love connection
Kept in touch through messages of endearment
Life becomes more heartwarming
Mothers nurture endless dreams

*Since Mother's day is nearby, this poem is for all of the caring and devoted mothers out there!:) 

Copyright © Michael Mitchell | Year Posted 2013

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Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go 
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning 
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability 
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him  as much as  I did

(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)

Copyright © Stefanie Jones | Year Posted 2012

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My Dear Mother

                    There is no other like my dear mother. 

    She was there when I laughed or cried. And she was there when my
infant son had died.

    She was there if I was happy or sad. And still loved me whether I
was good or bad.

    Now that she's gone, she has left her middle name for me to carry

    To me, it's just a simple reminder, that there is no other like my dear

Copyright © Anissa Turner | Year Posted 2015

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My Mommy Youll Be

My moms the best, no one can compare.
She has her faults, but who the hell cares!
She cooks delicious food, and to die for desserts.
She will even know what to do when your tummy hurts.
I know her favorite color is pink, but she also like orange.
Gosh! I Love Her To Death! Do You Wanna Know More?!
Her favorite flower is a daisy.
Her favorite person is her granny.
Her favorite animal? Yup, a frog.
Her favorite horror movie? That would be Saw.
She always needs water in a glass cup.
And you know when your done with that, you'd better clean it up.
Your always there when I need you in my hard parts. 
Thank you for all you have done, I appreciate every single part.
Ill always need my mommy no matter what.
Cause ill love you forever, ill love you for always. as long as im living, my mommy you'll be.

Copyright © Miss. Mae | Year Posted 2013

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you dont listen

you think I got listen to you, 
you just my kids father,
there noting between me and you,
it seem the words take you back to court is your favorite words,
get this Sheena Shenia Jackson isn't scare of no court system or even you,
its just a word that is there, 
so if you ask me you just things to make women scared im not scare of you like I use to,
I have became stronger and wiser, 
I have the Lord behind me, 
I believe in him very strong,
so if you want to bring me back to court lets do this now, 
you are just a man that God put on this earth, 
and I fear no man, no woman and no body, 
I am a King child forever,

by : Sheena Shenia Jackson 
May 23, 2013

Copyright © Sheena Casanova | Year Posted 2013

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M. (MY) O. (OLD) M. (MOM)
My old mom: Has gray hair.
My old mom: Can't climb the stairs.
My old mom: Has a rock in chair.
My old mom : Really cares.
My old mom: Doesn't drink no beer.
My old mom: Has lots of tears.
when I say, "I LOVE YOU DEAR".
My old mom: Can't dance the latest.
My Old Mom : She's the greatest!!!

Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014

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my lament on my mother's funeral

Hear me all ye that see
Hear my plea and from me, do not flee.
Calamity has struck and now, i am stuck.
I feel like dying to end all this crying
But i am trying to be fine because i know that one day, we all have to die.
So i will not cry
But i will look up high to the sky and try to ask why.
Why death of all life on earth, took breath from my mother.
Now i have no other.
I am filled with strife and every time i look at a knife,
I feel like taking my life.
Indeed, losing a loved one is hard.
It makes you sad and feel very bad.
No wonder other's go mad and are never glad.
I feel the pain but then, "god gives.... God takes away.....rejoice always"
So should i rejoice now that she is gone or should i cry?

Copyright © fred kanshamba | Year Posted 2012

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My Super Mom

My Mom is as sweet as a chocolate cake,
There is nothing that she can’t bake.
She gets up every morning at six,
And at night she watches movies on Pix.
She can fix any matter,
As easy as fixing a cakes batter.
Baking is what she is fond of,
And can make anything with her magic wand.
When I am ill she takes care of me,
She can find my missing socks pair.
Her caressing touch is as soft as a cloud,
A Mom like you makes me feel proud.
She is different from all other Moms,
She is the one with whom I can share my secrets from.

Copyright © Tvishaa Gandhi | Year Posted 2016

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What does a normal teen do? What does a normal teen think? 
I really do not no. yes I am a teen but when I was 15 ½  I thought about how to take care of my mom if she needed to be changed and when to feed her and when to give her medication. I worried about what would happen to my mom. I had to go shopping for toddler cloths for my little sister and brother. I am 17 now and I still go shopping for little children cloths. I worry about getting my homework done and getting my little brother and sister’s homework done. This year I have to take the kids to kinder garden and I will be in 12th grade. I always worry about what’s going to happen to my mom she is still sick but there’s nothing I can do just keep her in my heart and prayers. I worry about what I will do when its time for me to go to college I will still be taking care of my brother and sister. There’s a lot to do I worry all the time about money things being washed and cleaning and homework. My dad does a lot for me and my sisters and brothers I just wish my big sisters would have stepped up and helped my dad take care me and my little sister and brother but they didn’t now i am trying to do all the things my mom did. It is a lot of work mothers have to do. I thought it was easy but now that I have to do it all I can say mothers are what keeps a family in order. Thanks to all the moms out there. If you have moms don’t take her for granted because you never know what will happen to them. 

Copyright © diann guillen | Year Posted 2012

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you never listen

You don't like to hear what I 
have to say, I try to talk to you 
every single day. Your never 
there when I need you most, 
your never there when I need 
you close, I know I'm not great, 
I know I'm easy to hate, but 
you should be one to care, you 
should be the one treating me 
fair. I just can't talk to you, and 
you know its true, because no 
matter what its not right! I can't 
make you proud even with all 
my might. Some others are 
there for me, but they never 
there when I need, shouldn't 
you be doing that? I just want 
you to love me, like you loved 
them, mom why can't you be 
what you were to them? A 
motherly friend?

Copyright © Christina Steyn | Year Posted 2014

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After eight

Dear mother
Worn out
Doth smother 
Her daughters
With boredom
And nothing to do

Dear father 
No doubt
Won’t bother
To listen
To daughters
For he’s tired too

Copyright © Samantha Farley | Year Posted 2015

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Copyright © NISATH JAHAN LABONI | Year Posted 2011

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shed a tear

I shed a tear...

Each morning I open my eyes and get ready to wake you up.
I clear my eyes and shed a tear.
I make me tea you coffee.
I shed a tear.
I tell you it's time to wake up it's time to start your day.
I shed a tear.
I pull you up place the walker there for you to grab.
I shed a tear.
Throughout the day your eyes are lost.
You no longer want to move.
No longer want to be here the pain is over for you.
I'm still here. I still make my tea no coffee.
I still wake up each day and remember you my mother my pain is still here.
I shed a tear.

Copyright © Mary Malm | Year Posted 2015

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Happy Birthday MOM

I know it's your birthday
So don't try to hide it,
I know you have some hopes
But you are not able to hide it.

Family has always been important and vital
"Most caring Mom" is your new title.

Birth day which means a blissful day,
As I am blessed with you all the way.
Irrespective of the day
You are born for this place.

Cut, blow and light,
This is not the only way to highlight.
Love, affection and care,
To make you feel that you are near.

Although you don't celebrate it,
Nevertheless, try to make it.

I could not have imagined anything more than YOU,
Oh Mom! Oh Mom! Oh Mom! I just love you.

You are a simple dame,
Who just know how to cut the cake.
Wish to celebrate your birthday splendidly,
Just love to chit-chat with you timelessly.

Needless to say, your effort of this abode
You created a Universe for prolong.

Mom :)

Copyright © Gurleen Kaur | Year Posted 2013

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Dad and Mom i love you

I love you mom and dad

I Love what you do for me

     I love that you adopted me and took me in
     I love Playing with your hair 
     I love your personality 
     Mama I love you so much you mean a lot to me 
      I love that you took me in as a daughter
      I love joking around with you
      I love your personality 
      I love you so much daddy you mean alot

Copyright © Liza Salmon | Year Posted 2013

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Love you momy


arms , 
you . 

Copyright © Asanda Mqotyana | Year Posted 2014

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What Are Mom's Made of

They say that little boys are made of shells and snails and puppy dog tails.
They say that little girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice.
Moms are made of thunder. As her voice booms to say,"Stay out of the cookie 
Moms are stronger than superman. When you want that peanut butter jar open.
    But most of all moms are soft and full of tears.
When you hand her flowers and say," I LOVE YOU MOM!!"

Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014

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a letter 2 my mom

	A letter to my mom if she could read it.

I am sorry for the times I would not listen to you and would talk back.
I loved all the times we spent together. We had so much fun together you were a great mom and you were my best friend. Some days I ask god why he let you get so sick but I realize its not gods fault that you’re sick it’s just life and some times bad things happen. Know one knows why it happened but it happened for a reason. Things happen and know one knows why it does we just have to deal with it. I miss you mom a lot some times I cry at night because I miss you so much. I just wish you could come home. It hurts to see you so sick I wish it could all go away. Hope one day you come home I all ways try to go see you at the hospital at least twice a week. Mom I am really sorry how I wouldn’t listen and I talked back. I wish we could turn back time and you wouldn’t be sick. I cry just by writing this letter to you. I just can’t believe you might not be able to ever come home. You won’t be able to see me go to prom or get married if I ever do. Mom I just want you home but that won’t happen you’re to sick and I hope a miracle happens and you get better and come home. Some days I feel like I cant make it through the day but I just remember your spirit and love will all ways be with me every day and you’re always in my heart. I all ways cry when I think about you. When you were sick I dyed my hair purple, blue, hot pink, red, and aqua. People still make fun of me and say I am weird but it’s ok. There is  so much things I want to say but I don’t know how to just know I am sorry for how I treated you. I MISS YOU MOM AND LOVE YOU!!

Copyright © diann guillen | Year Posted 2012

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late night under the arms of mom

when i was at my range to be a baby . 

i was under in every one's arm .

but , first  i was in my mom's hand .

late night i think . how much pain she had to take  to keep me calm when i was a baby .

how much love she use to give me when i was a baby .

and not also when i am at my age now she give me a lot of love 
when my  growth changed .
she settled me in everyone's heart . 

she started to teach me what i didn't know .

the proper way to behave with an elder and a younger too.

her life was nothing besides me .

her work was to be with her tears  for me .

she had a  daily routine to cook to wash to teach me to behave good 

she says that , my child is only my life . nothing else .

but , she had to bear all the problems though even she had her mother .

spending her all time on us .

spending her goods on us.

exactly she says , i am illiterate . but you do out what i haven't done in my life ,

you shine the world ,
what i have not 

you go ahead and be your good life .

these of her words touch us ..

and late night i thought , i was the lovingly  daughter and will be ahead .
when my life is still there or  nothing ..

Copyright © afiya akbar | Year Posted 2014

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A Husband and His Wife

A Husband and His Wife home alone at night with no kids in there sight oh my is that nice? Learning how to live with 4 kids in their home with a low income and a lot more bills to come. Day after day they struggled to live while remembering the life they had it was not looking good. Raising a blended family is hard enough but when you have GOD it is not just good luck. 2 are white and 2 are black it may not be easy but they never gave up. GOD is there through every moment remembering life as you may know it.  A husband who lost his job was going through a lot with 4 kids in his home he had to do something it had to stop. He started his own business and he never gave up failing wasn’t an answer so he stood up. A wife who took care of all 4 kids it may be hard to do but she did it even as they grew. She held us tight while we cried at night, but she always managed to kiss us goodnight. She helped us learn each and every day while her husband was working but he was always here to save the day. He was not always there 100 percent of the time but as we know it he arrived right at the nick of time. For school events he tried to show up but if not he was in our hearts for good luck. At times I was blowing up you never gave up, searching for answers was not just a wave that struck. Living life was hard for me when my anger stopped me from living my dream, writing is my answer to reliving my stress but you helped me find out that was not the end of my writing abilities I continue to pray each and every day for the wonderful parents that adopted me to this day, I stand high and proud about what you have done and continue to use you as an example as I grow and what happened to me when I was young.

Copyright © tynesha peacon | Year Posted 2015

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the same ol'

Hi mommy. I'm glad you're clean
Or at least that's what it seems
Daddy called me
You send him and email
It had a picture
In that picture is what killed him
Fear bled through his every limb
Jazzys picture in the back
His soul went black
How could you do this
I thought it was all bliss
Why mommy?
You let it control again
I'm in shame
People in and out
They make me want to shout
My scars are from you
I am..Who?
It doesn't matter 
I'm just her
Mommy i want daddy
And he should have let you take the blame
Cause i knew it was going to be the same

Copyright © Starr Chinnery | Year Posted 2014

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The Unfit Mom

Being a MOM is not for me
I have two kids but I still act like I am Free,

I spend all my time doing things I want to do
I could care a less about their interest and this is the honest truth,

They help me financially because of child support
Thank you God for that and my Lies to the court,

I avoid all contact as much as I can
I only act like a mother when there is a demand,

My kids are like trained little puppies
Because ever since they were young they know it is all about mommy,

I know I am as sorry as a mother could be
But, who cares about them it is all about me.

Written By: Unique Poetry.....2006.....This is about Mothers that use their kids after a sad....

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015

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Oh, how I’d like to forget, walkin in with you on the bed.
You appeared to me as though you were asleep,
But little did I know you were already deceased.
Never seen you the night before, was scared I’d get beat,
to avoid you yelling at me, and trying to keep the peace.
I wish I could forget those memories,
They're burned in my brain and still in my dreams.
If I could have just one wish for me,
I'd wish for just one day that you could be here with me.
Even though according to you I was a disappointment,
I wonder if I was also your regret.
I always let you down, everything was my fault,
I said and meant that I was sorry, and yet it never stopped.
If only... If only... I could rewire my brain,
And forget all the memories that cause me pain.
Because of you I have this fear,
I want to be angry but I end up scared.
Apart of me always wanted to say “F-off,”
Even though I love you and miss you a lot.
When you died I never had the chance to stand up to you to say things I needed to say,
I still have a lot of pent up anger and pain.
And this bottle inside me is about to break.
How dare you leave us when you did!
Did you know that it was going to happen?
Why did you keep so many secrets from dad and me?
Why this way, did it have to be?
I want to be angry.... but I just cant,
You made me stronger, yet gave me half a chance.
No more.... Fore I'll get carried away,
So at peace... I hope you are and will stay.

Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2014

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Dear Mom

There's something i have to say...
Even though...
I know you wont listen...
Iv'e seen you get drunk and feel so high,
Iv'e seen you angry and all so,
Your alcohol is all you can see...
Can't you see...
That your smothering me?
Once i find comfort in the arm's of a friend...
You always come along and then...
You pretend...
Then when you leave,
I'm all alone...
Yet again.
I break down and cry,
Wishing you'd cut it out...
If only you could hear the sobbing i do...
If only you could see the pain i'm going threw.
I can't look at you anymore!!!
My mind and heart have had enough
My body is stressing...
So now it's my turn.
Maybe now...
You'll see...
What iv'e grown to be.
Hear the agonizing screams of my painful mind...
See you weren't only hurting yourself.
When you gave in...
You were also hurting me!!!!!!!!!

Copyright © shantae Ortega | Year Posted 2013

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When I got Stabbed

                                                   WHEN I GOT STABBED

The blade went through my flesh like a knife through melting butter.
Thoughts ran through my head as I bled out, like no more will I see my mother
Anger and rage streamed through my veins so I didnt feel the pain.
Im on my way to my car and get into the passenger seat.
My girlfriend Sareina runs to the other side, I hear the thud of her feet.
Getting into my car was quite a task, it was lower and 
close to the ground.
Time seems to freeze as my are starts to throb and my head 
begins to pound.
I hear the car turn over and roars to life, as I sit there and 
mine drains out.
As were driving I look around me and see the crimson splatters 
I hear my mom on the phone asking my big brother Rikki 
whats the matter. 
He hears the trembling in her voice and doesnt know what to say .
He said mom Evin got stabbed but dont worry he'll be okay. 
Sareina swerves through traffic trying not to crash.
I lift my blood soaked shirt and remove it from the gash, 
She sees the slice in my wrist, panice and begins to scream. 
At the time it didnt seem real, like a fable or some bad dream. 
She pushes the pedal to the floor, the engine gets louder and louder. 
Already in motion the car lunges forward releasing all its power, 
My fingers go numb and my hand beging to follow. 
Sitting there in a pool of blood its getting harder to swallow 
we make it to the hospital, skidding in front of the door. 
I open my attempt to get out, but almost fall to the floor.
Rikki and Sareina help me as I stumble into the lobby. 
My blood soaked cloths send velvet liquid dripping down my body.
As I stand there among the rukus and comotion,
My mind seems to fade away no worries or emotions.
I woke up in the back on a table I hear singing, 
A womans soft angelic voice this cant be real I must be dreaming 
Extreme amounts of pain let me know that this is real
the singing nurse says welcome back with a smile like it was no big deal. 
We cant get the bleeding to stop so we had to give you more 
I hear sobbing so I turn my head and try to focus on the door, 
the crying was coming from my mom who was sitting by my side. 
The doctors tell her that theres a problem and were going for a ride,
we dont have surgeons here to help you. 
Sounding hopelss and exhausted she sighed, we've done all we can do. 
We're sending you to Portland, they'll make you good as new.
Falling in and out of consciousness, we reach our destination. 
On the verge of giving up hearing family say stay strong, gives me motivation. 
Getting rushed off the ambulance and seeing my loved ones tears
made me feel more strength, but striked some sudden fear. 
Like will I make is through the day to see them smile again,
Or is this my time to go will this be my end.
Later I awoke to see everyones relieved and anxious smile, 
I asked how long I've been out it seemed like quite a while. 
My mom said you've been under for a couple days, 
you've had two surgeries but dont worry both of them went okay. 
I closed my eyes and smiled to myself I'm thankful the angles heard me pray.  

						By Evin cruz

Copyright © Evin cruz | Year Posted 2013

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My heart resides in you mother,
My heart beats for you dear.

You're the garden of beauty,
where grows the flower of prosperity.
Deeper than the ocean,
your verses are like an incantation.

Just like the sunshine,
your aura is fine.
You're the bliss of all,
who shine despite a fall.

"Your contentment,
 is mine fulfillment.
Your affection,
gives me perfection."

For enhancing my life skills,
You taught me the principle of 4D's*.
The crown of principles that you made me wear,
is found in the world very rare.

MOTHER- the enormous resource of the true love,
under whom one becomes like a Dove.
Having great impact in my life,
I really miss you, Mom in the moments of strife.


*4D's here refers to (determination, dedication,devotion & discipline.)

Copyright © NIKHIL YADAV | Year Posted 2015