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Details | Free verse |

Message to Mom on Graduation Day


   words cannot express how I feel right now....
   I just want to thank you for all you have done for me....
   I do not know where I would be today....
   if you where not there as my crutch when I needed you most....
   you are the most understanding & caring person in the world....
   to have and to love as a mother....
   I thank my prayers from the good Lord up above....
   for the prayers that were answered for the man I have become today....
   I wish all parents were as supportive as you have been to me....
   to talk when we need too stay quiet when we need too....
   thank you for the life you have given me....
   and the direction that you have led me in....
   I will cherish all the memories, advice, & love you have given me....
   forever and always....
   Thank you
   I love you Mom.
   I love you.

Kevin Ryan Hansen
Revised 10/12/06

Copyright © kevin hansen | Year Posted 2006

Details | Light Poetry |


I was just trying to remember the past
 trying to remember the good people
 and the bad people,
 that i came across on my way,

i want you to know
that you are among the good people
 that left a good trace in my life,

once again i just want to say thank you
for passing through my life,
is so short but is wonderful
i want you here forever.

Copyright © VICTOR BUN | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

Father less child

Mother knee bending overprotective, strong, sleepless,master of nurture, and idol to child
Father relaxed individual, traveler, never in a weak situation, careless, and has a choice to stick around
Child confused, curious, hopeful, grateful, and has a mother that never let's them down 
A strong mother subtract a weak minded man equals a father less child 
Father less child with a goal to make mother proud
A father less child tired of  seeing mother cry rarely hears her laugh
Child graduates its a victory looks up and hears mother laughter now this would go down in history 
Dear mother from your father less child 
I know sometimes you frown but I'm glad to be the reason you smile

Copyright © Tytiana Lacy | Year Posted 2015

Details | Bio |

My Best Friend and Mom

She stood there smiling
as I walked the line,
The day had finally come
it is my graduation time.

She stood there crying
as I lay in the bed,
Happy as can be she said
"I can see her head!"

She stood there crying
with a broken heart,
After Katrina quickly 
tore our lives apart.

My mom is not only
a mom as you can see,
She is so much more for
she is a BEST FRIEND to me.

For this I know is
her love has no lack,
I would do anything for her;
even walk from hell and back.

Copyright © nicole gagnon | Year Posted 2007

Details | I do not know? |

Graduation Day

Her eyes dancing with excitement
The joy cannot be contained
Today is graduation day
My sanity regained!

Her red gown pressed so neatly
Cap perfectly on her head
Tears are coming to my eyes
No matter what I said!

Call her name, Come on let’s go!
Across that stage so brave
One hand open, One hand up
Tell me she’s not going to wave!

The crowd goes wild for my little girl
She blows kisses to us all
Hands are waving in the air 
Please look out for the wall!

As she disappears from my sight
Her big debut’s been made
I can’t believe it’s finally over
Here we come 1st grade!

Copyright © Melissa Gregg | Year Posted 2005

Details | Rhyme |

A Daughter's Tribute

Upon the day when I was new
You held me at your breast,
And from that day love did accrue
For both I do attest.

You brought me to a place unknown
With slates of painted wood,
Where cheerful circus themes were flown
Above my neighborhood.

We seemed to nest for hours 
At night in satin blanket trim,
My curious nature flowered 
While yours eyes grew tired and dim.

The bears and clowns did entertain
Those few and fleeting days,
Until my innocent domain
Had overstayed its phase.

For soon the crawling was replaced
With awkward stepping feet,
A challenge you had bravely faced
Without fear of defeat.

Sweet infancy was soon eclipsed
By toddler nonchalance,
For “I can’t like it” pursed my lips
With every smug response.

You bore the brunt of childish acts
With ever loving ease,
Till school time called for pink backpacks
And alphabet expertise.

Soon Girl Scouts meetings filled your time
And clarinet your ears,
For you would plunk down every dime
To see me enjoy those years.

But then the teenage years ensued
When self-esteem is low,
You lifted me from anxious moods
When I had reached plateau.

Our arguments were common then
I thought myself all knowing,
While you’d repeat to me often
That I still had some growing.

We made it through till high school’s end
When college had arrived,
You made sure that I would attend
And my obstacles survived.

Through crying phone calls in the night
And stressful social scenes,
You’d hug me with unyielding might;
Upon you I could lean.

When graduation finally came
You looked so proud and calm,
“I made it through!” I did proclaim,
You knew it all along. 

I am grown and on my own,
With life ahead of me,
But through this piece I hope I’ve shown
Just what you mean to me.

For all the memories in the past
My best friend you remain,
And all the troubles we’ve surpassed
Have not all been in vain.

For through these times I have found
An idol strong and true,
And may I say, loud and profound,
My idol, Mom, is you.

Copyright © Michele Nold-Godleske | Year Posted 2005

Details | Ballad |


When I was born,
I learned how to breathe.
My Mama held me in her arms. 
She said that she would never let me leave.

Several months later,
I learned to take my first steps.
Mama watched close, so I wouldn't trip.
She filled my heart, to the deepest depths.

A couple years later,
I learned to tie my shoes.
Mama taught me how to button my coat.
I had all I could want, nothing to loose.

I grew a little,
Then I rode the bus to school.
Mama followed the bus all the way there.
She missed me; there was no one to fool.

Soon after that,
I left for summer church camp.
Mama made sure I packed my bug spray.
I think her eyes got a little bit damp.

Some more years passed,
Then for the Lord I made a decision.
Mama stood proud with a big grin.
My life had great dreams and visions.

About two years later,
I talked to Mama, told her God's plan.
Mama smiled, sobbed, and cried.
I told her I must follow God's hand.

Still today,
I stand strong and believe.
Mama says I've taught her strength.
And trusting God leaves her heart relieved.

One day soon,
I'll wear a graduation cap.
Mama will congradulate me.
With her gentle hands she will clap.

After that,
One day her hand will let me go.
She'll watch and wait for my return.
But her heart will hold me close though.

Copyright © Kimberly Clarke | Year Posted 2006

Details | Rhyme |

Big Boys Don't Cry

Big boys don't cry they say 
But that is simply not true 
For I have shed a million tears 
Since the day that I lost you
It's been a year now since you were called away 
I will always remember the sadness of that day 

I did what was expected of me 
Of a strong and loving son that you wanted me to be 
I held up straight and tall 
My emotions unseen to all 
But my tears flowed free the moment I was alone 
To see your loving face once more I would give all that I own 

Friends wonder how I'm doing now 
As if the pain would disappear somehow 
They don't see my grief and despair 
But it is always there, seen in my lonely silent stare
With each day that passes the pain ebbs and flows 
Comforted by wonderful memories that took a lifetime to sow

I remember your gentle touch 
How you loved me so very much 
I see your smile, the laughter dancing in your eyes
And I marvel at how swiftly time flies
Looking back to when I was a mere child at your knee
Of all the times you comforted and rescued me 

From shadows in the dark, to bullies at the park
Through scrapes and bumps and loves first thumps
Kisses and hugs at graduation 
The looks of total adoration
You were always there, taking care of me 
Guiding and molding me into the man I would be

All of these memories and so many more 
Are forever and ever lovingly stored 
They help ease this pain that I feel all the time
Because you are always on my mind 
Don't worry Mom, I'll be alright 
Soon the darkness will fade leaving only your light 

I know you'll be waiting for me up above 
Until then I know you'll watch over me with love
So until that day when I am in your arms once more 
I will treasure all the memories that I have stored 
So I will say so long, for it's not truly goodbye 
For you are always alive deep in my mind's eye

Copyright © Bernadette Langer | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |

Growing Years

Will you be here while they're little
to sooth their childish fears?

Here with Love and wisdom 
to enrich their growing years?

Can they come to you with Problems,
will you help them work it out?

Who will help me teach them
What life is all about?

Who will show the pride and joy
on their Graduation Day?

Who will bless her marriage
and give the bride away?

It seems that you have always Played
the most important part,

In all the Happy moments
I hold with-in my heart.

And Now I have three little ones 
to climb upon my knee.

They ask me very gravely,
"Where can our Daddy Be?"

I wish, sometimes, that you were here
to sooth their childish fears.

And use your Love and wisdom
To bless their growing years!


Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2008

Details | I do not know? |


From the beginning I knew what was at stake,
But it was a chance I had to take.
He walked out because I refused to do the treatments like we talked about.
He couldn’t stand to hang around and watch me slowly grow profound.
The doctors told me to choose
But you I couldn’t lose.
You were growing inside
Till the day I died.
He’s not to blame.
So many men would do the same.
Holding this tiny duplicate of me in my arms,
I just wanted be around to keep you safe form harm.
I wouldn’t have traded the last three hours of this.
So this is what love is!
I’m fading fast!
I knew this moment would not last.
The doctors say I won’t make it through the night.
I’m writing you this letter and counting down till everything fades out of sight.
I cradle this miracle knowing I chose to go.
The only regret is that I won’t be around to watch you grow.
It was not your fault and beyond our control.
I won’t get to hear you first word,
Watch you first step,
Be with you on your first of school.
Or graduation day,
And “ I love you mom” I’ll never hear you say,
But that’s a price I chose to pay.
You seem so bright you almost shine.
You are the only legacy I leave behind.
I hear you heart beat,
Nothing has ever sounded so sweet.
I want you to have what I didn’t like a childhood of your own,
At a young age I was already grown.
Now I have you to show for it
And that’s all I need to know.
I have never loved like this before
I wish I could give you more.
It’s the only gift I can give you.
I’ll always be with you, step-by-step, day-by-day.
Be all you can be.
You are the best part of me.
The people who will raise you are good and filled with love.
One day I shall see you above
But for now your life has just begun.
No love can compare to mother and her son.

Copyright © Jeanette Huston | Year Posted 2005