21. A Young Woman
There comes a time in a young girl's life,
When she begins to start growing up.
It's a time when you need to let her go
And trust that she'll take the right path.
There comes a time in a young girl's life,
When she begins to start growing up.
It's a time when you need to let her go
And trust that she'll take the right path.
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My mother was adopted.
All the records tightly sealed.
Now all she has are questions,
Like wounds that never healed.
For some of us, meeting our parents saved our lives. I'm sorry things got hard. It is definitely hard to look at yourself and wonder where your nose, eyes, etc. came from. It's difficult to...
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Alone in my new garden where the swing set used to be,
I sat and tilled the fertile ground, preparing it for seed.
The patchy grass that used to grow between young feet at play,
Alas, to my new pastime in the dirt had given way.
This is sooo heartfelt. It takes me back to my days of raising my children. It's a good thing we have the memories, as that's the only way we can capture all the good days we had with our...
My bond grows stronger each passing year,
My love will never disappear.
From the moment you were born,
My heart is filled with joy, and you I adore.
What happened to the good old days?
Back when my life was full of joy and happiness?
Back when my world was a beautiful place to live?
Back when people loved one another and everyone smiled?
The Good old days were the Best of all which it is just too bad that they're all gone today.
As I look back to when I was but a boy,
I'd have to say a cardboard box was my favorite toy.
There were no action figures in this day,
My little shadow, my little shadow, my little shadow and me
My little shadow was always one step behind, you see
My little shadow with her long blonde flowing hair
No matter how many times I looked, my little shadow was there
How True, Enjoy that little shadow that is sure to leave you one day!!!!
If your lucky like me they will have a shadow you can enjoy!!!
How do I close the door to this space?
With my eyes filled with tears, my arms haven't the strength.
How do I close the door to this space?
My little boy is growing
Getting bigger every day
I fear it won't be long enough
Before I have to say
Famous Poem
The mother soothes her mantled child
With incantation sad and wild;
A deep compassion brims her eye
And stills upon her lips, the sigh.
I watch as she flaps her arms,
Pretends to fly.
With her optimistic charms,
Always asking why.