Best Familywrite Poems


Falling (With Aunt Brenda In Mind)

My hero!
My inspiration!
My Gaia!
I learned how to love myself.
To be strong.
To never care what others thought.
To always follow my hopes and dreams.
All from you!
You encourage me, when I'm ready to fall.
And just wanna give up.
Your the reason I still write on this paper.
The reason I love writing.
But you gave up on me.
And I never gave up on you.
My unique, inspiring, hero.
Gaia.
But now when I see you.
Your no longer my hero.
My eyes bleeding tears of sadness.
Because you let me down.
But does that mean I'll give up on you?
No!
I will continue to write these words on paper.
Hoping you'll change for the better.

Six Blessings

Today I awaken to the sound of my children's voices. All so excited and loud.
To hear them laughing and splashing water in tub, made me proud.

Proud? Yes proud! Somebody didn't get a chance to awaken to any sound at all.
Their phone rung, and they answered the call.

It is the weekend, so I only hear the voices of my girls.
They are the future and hold the key to the world.

My boys are off at their fathers until later tonight.
I can't wait to hear them and have them in my sight.

I continue to believe that one day during the weekend all of us will sit down for dinner.
All saying our grace and all filling like winners.

Monday thru Friday we all awake and sleep together.
Now that it's getting chilly out, we bundle up due to the weather.

I have been trusted with their lives.
I am a mother, a sister, and a wife.

So many roles to play with such reward.
This is something money can't buy, this something no millionaire can afford.

Though they get under my skin.
I know that they are my blessings so I take it on the chin.

I write so much about my pain.
I thought this time I'd write about how much I've gained.

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