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William Light Poem
1) MENTAL STORMS
I am not a poet
I have never claim to be
I only write down my feelings
Because it helps me mentally
It was kept a secret for years
never for others to see
A personal world
Where I keep my memory's
Focusing so hard
It's like I'm eating them on TV
dealing with the loss of a love one
Can come in all shapes and all forms
I just personally found writing to be
The way
That helps tackle my personal mental storms
You see when the storm peaks full force
it's has no remorse
It transfers lightning bolts of pain shattering strain electrifying the vains as it travels besides the bloods course
Then the pain inflames the brain
as it test the human frame
to see if you can regain
the inner strength to remain
strong enough to maintain
as you cope with the constant strain of handling one of life's cruelest games
So I don't care if my English is not the correct grammar
That really isn't my concern
The fact is I'm actually thick as when it comes to understanding all the proper punctuational terms
I don't write down my feeling for anyone to grade
I don't write them down for attention or praise
I don't care for the spelling mistakes or the ink stained tears that phase the page
Cause when I'm writing
half the time my hand barley keeps up pace
Often the tears flow blocking my vision as I scribble down words like an emotional race
But like any storm
They always pass through
Some are worse then others
But eventually the sky returns blue
As the sun comes out from behind its covers
So as the wind howls hard
the rain beaut down
It's a case of if you want to survive the mental storm
Or admit defeat and drown in your frown
William light
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I PROMISE
As I'm sitting alone
There's a kinda six sense premonition
That Iddy biddy feeling inside
Known as parental intuition
We know the parental drill
Time to take our position
Doesn't matter what your doing
You just stop and purely listen
Sensing something not quite right
I need to settle my suspicion
So as I creeped down the hallway
Pivoting to avoid the squeaky floor
Indeed My intuition was right
As I hear my daughter Sobbing behind the door
The tears of a daughter missing her mum
Are not like normal tears
These form from the pit of the soul
Shifting heart ache up through gears
Tears that send chills
Down through the bones
From just a 7 year old girl
Who just wants a mum of her own
But she Worried it would up set her dad
She bravely copes alone
Just like your mother always thinking of others
it's scary how much you have grown
My eyes start to blur
and the tears start to form
Not even the weatherman can predict
One of my life's mental storms
I just comfort her as she breaks down
I just bear hug her as tight as can be
I reassure her I'm not going anywhere
Unfortunately your stuck with me
I wipe my blurred vision
and just man up on the spot
It's time for some daddy advice
So listen up my little fiffi tot
Sometimes baby life can be mean
Sometimes it won't always turn out
Exactly as u seem
But as I've told you before
You are a little queen
You my monkey moo will Succeed in life
So promise me you follow your dreams
as she weeps she ask me to promise to never leave her side
As I wipe her nose and dried her eyes
She clutched me tight with all of her mite
It's me and u no matter what we do
we come as a pair like doves in the air
So proud of you moo your amazing through and through
WILLIAM LIGHT
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7). SORRY ••• Sorry mum??
So I'm going to spend a moment
A moment maybe to late
A moment to say sorry
To a mother I didn't fully aprichiate
So I'm going to say SORRY
for every time I drove you mad
I'm really going to say sorry
For the times I acted so bad
So dear dear mother
this is signed and sealed inside the pouch of a dove
Set to fly high to you
Beyond the clouds above
To me this is less of a poem
Less of a letter of eternal love
To me this is a sorry from a weeping heart
As I wipe these tears with my glove
So mum I'm sorry
Sorry For all the sorry's
Sorry for the worries
Sorry For all the not sorry's
Where the sorry's were due
Sorry For all the times
I ever rudely, bad mouthed you
Sorry For all the times
you always new best
Even tho at the time
It was hard to digest
Sorry For all the times
i said I couldn't care a less
Sorry For all the times
you cried when we never spoke
Sorry For all the puddles of tears with my name on
eye liner tears on the pillow you soaked
Sorry I wasnt this clever now
Sorry I was such a young joke
The fact is I could go on all night about all my wrongs as a youth
I Can't say sorry enough now your gone
And that's the real truth
But I do have one more sorry
The one the brings a tear to the eye
And that's sorry it took 25 years to say I love u
But I'm glad That moment made you cry
I could tell it meant so much to you
I promise I'd say it every day
17 days I told my mum I love u
17 days of smile smiling with joy
17 days of taking me back to that feeling of being a boy
So I'll send one last sorry mother
From a dove to heavens gate
And that sorry is sorry for the fact
all my sorry's are sadly to late
By WILLIAM LIGHT
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