When i was young you hold me so dear
i walk around the chapel and hold you
looking up on the sky counting the clouds
where you look for the stones on the ground
i fly around on your shoulders
never looking back or down
the clouds where this close on my finger tips
the breeze was you that lifted me high
I know i have done some mistakes
but i dont regret now, cause now i know
thanks to those mistake i learn what you taught
your silence acceptance molded me to a virtue
mama! dont you ever cry...
Mountains dont give to the sea
my strength is you and my love is you
for ever you be in my heart
My chapel is you and your blessings
are the roses on the archway of my life
I love you and love you so dear
Author notes
i will some work on this.. im sorry if its bad
congrats on your wedding
dedicated to Patricia a mother of a lovely person & the bride Neen.
A contest entry
- Mother of the Bride by neenabean.
470 points, ended September 30, 4 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lovely
Its a smooth and lovely write touching heart, well done bro! Keep writing
regards,
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A most original and beautiful write. You Gold trophy is most deserving of your classic style here....Pen on poet..
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thanks rose... I really appreciate your comment
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I find it hard to write this - tears sting my eyes, this has touched me its beautiful
"Mountains dont give to the sea
my strength is you and my love is you"
amazing as always
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thanks alot... i wish you all the best
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