This was written for my mother, who has endured so much and has asked for so little.
You are my friend, my mother
You have given me so much
And I so little, as such
I wouldn't want any other
For all the pain that you endured
And all the heartache given
I only wish you were spared
And I not forgiven
But in the time that has past
And there is where it should stay
The heartache and mistakes
Are laid to rest at last
So I say to you my friend, my mother
I am thankful there is no other
All the things that I hold dear
Are afar but still so near
From Your Friend, Your Daughter
Form No Other
Poetry by Kialee
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Written on 2006-06-16 at 02:43
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To Mother, With Love
To My MotherYou are my friend, my mother
You have given me so much
And I so little, as such
I wouldn't want any other
For all the pain that you endured
And all the heartache given
I only wish you were spared
And I not forgiven
But in the time that has past
And there is where it should stay
The heartache and mistakes
Are laid to rest at last
So I say to you my friend, my mother
I am thankful there is no other
All the things that I hold dear
Are afar but still so near
From Your Friend, Your Daughter
Form No Other
Poetry by Kialee
Read 288 times
Written on 2006-06-16 at 02:43
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