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Rachel Milster Poem
Dear Mom:
It was hard to understand,
The love you had for me.
So I took the hand,
Of a boy.
Trusting in him,
Only to be decoyed.
So I took the hand,
Of a man.
Who taught me to trust,
Again.
Freeing me to adjust,
Without directive demand.
Although his love,
So tender.
My heart would not,
Fully surrender.
So I took the hand,
Of our savior.
He showed me the light,
A reason to fight.
He opened my eyes,
Not to believe the devils lies
So I stood up tall
Never again will I fall
Your love had always been,
With appreciation,
That was not dim.
Only hidden.
So I'll take your hand,
One day.
In heavens sand
I will say
I love you mother
Always and forever
Happy Mothers day!
To my loving mother who suffered with Lupus and alcoholism.
I never truly understood the love you had for me before I found Christ and had my baby girl!
No matter how it may appear some times there is no greater love than a mothers love for her children (besides our savior.)
Rest in peace mommy dearest!
September,1962- February, 2012
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Rachel Milster Poem
Poetry is,
Not what I give.
Poetry is,
Not what I live.
Poetry is,
What it is.
Poetry is,
What I think it is.
Poetry is,
What I’d rather.
Poetry is,
What I sit here and slather.
Poetry is,
What I make matter.
Poetry is,
The life I gather.
Poetry is
The sight I see,
Poetry is,
The light I must be.
Poetry is,
The thing I seek.
Poetry is,
The thing I must keep.
5/12/2014
Copyright © Rachel Milster | Year Posted 2014
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Rachel Milster Poem
Mom
Your body left us here
On earth,
Finally able to break that
Evil curse
Now, your soul is more alive
Than ever
Reminding me daily I’m just like you
Mother
Hidden behind that disease
Was the woman
I desire to be
The women deserved to have
Been seen
I’m proud to have you as
My guide
From this point on
I shall only rise
You gave me a life time prize.
Thank you mom
Rest in peace
9/1962-2/2012
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