Tuesday, March 4, 2008

for Mom

She is the wonderful one
Like children and fingerpainting
Lonely delicate dreams were hers until
She gave them to me

I am her wondrous one
I am her child with delicate familiar fingers
I paint and embolden our dreams
I am never alone and she is never alone
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7 comments:

  1. Brown Girl GumboMarch 5, 2008 at 7:46 AM

    Very sweet poem. :-)

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  2. Yasmeen ChristianMarch 5, 2008 at 8:20 AM

    Thank you. Love your blog.

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  3. Yasmeen ChristianMarch 5, 2008 at 8:21 AM

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  4. AnonymousMarch 7, 2008 at 8:36 AM

    Awww, that was so nice. Made me almost want to have a baby, so that someone can appreciate me.....almost, LOL!

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  5. AnonymousMarch 7, 2008 at 8:37 AM

    Oh yeah,

    Thanks for stopping by my blog. Hope to see you around more often.

    Peace

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  6. AnonymousMarch 7, 2008 at 2:29 PM

    mommas girl, she had a gift in u

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  7. All-Mi-T [Thought Crime] RawdawgbuffaloMarch 7, 2008 at 2:35 PM

    BTW thats me rawdawgbuffalo

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