Christmas Mother Daughter Poems

"noW"

Let’s face it ...
I can’t string 
an intelligent sentence

together, 

apart from those 
cast to feed sharks
in an affidavit.

sentences ... spent,
words and voices
caged, released

ah, well, 
you’ve...

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Your voice, your face, your love for me
exist still in my heart and mind.
Though you've been gone for many years,
your essence isn't hard to find.

I...

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In memory of my friend's mama who passed away recently. My deepest condolences and prayers. Hugs and love.

Oh mama, I miss you 
By Michelle Morris
13/12/2022

Oh...

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When I'd give an arm and a leg! --
What's more, every Christmas I beg:

I want a dog! Please please pleeeaase!
But mom complains of poop and...

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"Blue Highway at the Cross Roads"



When the child 
finds the imprints,
the child will place
its feet firmly

in the 
Love 
marked, 
for the child alone

brick walls 
along...

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"Backhand"



You have turned me
inside out, cut open
like a tennis ball
I used to beat backhand
along with the racket
hard against the garage wall

To make sense of it...

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Remember the day
mom, when I was born
it was in a Canadian snow storm
Remember the day
you held me to your heart
and whispered that you loved...

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A photo of Mummy and me.
That's how Christmas used to be
Memories fill me with glee.

On a beautiful, crispy winter's day
We’d found our Christmas tree
In midst...

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"Christmas in the Cathedral of the Forest Deep"




The silent heart is found 
embedded in the 
Cathedral of 
The Forest Deep

The lost jewel
shines in the dark
see...

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"The Christmas Wars"



Christmas is never stolen
the parent dresses a tree 
every year, 
tenderly,
like adorning 
a fragile child 

caught between 
the Christmas Wars

The Christmas of a
Ghost...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Dark -thirty

I don't know what time it is. 
I know work ended, 
at least the place I get paid, 
to do the things they need...

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I met a girl once; more like noticed her I have to admit.
A girl with red hair, freckles and an upturned nose.
The girl with red...

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The house was cold 
when I was young
we didn't have much heat
we were poor
and didn't get enough to eat

then Christmas came 
and mommy cried
cause all...

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My Best 
"She is a flower..."

Pink roses, 
not the big ones, 
not the small ones, 
not the buds or full blooms. 
No. 
Not one of...

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