Mothers Day Poem

Sunday, April 11th, 2010 at 2:03 pm

Mothers Day Poem

Weekly Poetry: Poems Mother's Day and more

Mothering Sunday Mothering Sunday

Sunday Mother's Mothering Sunday
Oh What recognition –
Until Monday!
Having a little happiness
Each day one
Reserved its
Designed days pleasure.
Not normal
days to execute
Silent Love
Until a certain date;
Neither word is not to light a
Desperate dark days
While we expect
His mother Sunday.

In our older sister: Happy Graduation

To our sister: Happy Graduation!
In our guide and role model, mentor, the hero, a friend;
Older, wiser, but our generation
Understanding and capricious wind.
Rejoice, then, at this time of transition:
Join us either to go
In adulthood, a delicate condition
Since your child is missing.
You may still be the pioneer for us.
In you we see ourselves as
Canta years riders per year
The management will always be a "we."
While running, lucid or blind,
Remember that we are behind him.

I'm too shy to say I LOVE YOU

I'm too shy to say that I love you.
You are a star away from my flat land.
I look and not see a woman above you:
For me, you're the focus of value.
However, with its beauty, you're a person
Like me in need of sympathy and love.
Your thoughts of me would not, I dare hope, worsen
If somehow tried to move the heart.
There is pleasure, no doubt, reflection
Someone, somewhere, love your sweet face,
Think you're on top of perfection,
Means nothing in the life of your embrace.
The danger is that you think may not be;
Therefore, I suggest you see through me.

I know sometimes discussed

I know that we support at times and
Sometimes I cover.
But still I love you:
I'm just a kid.

Sometimes I have to push against
The hurdles standing
Although I know they are there
To shelter and protect.

I know you want the best for me
And to keep me from all evil.
I just want you to know that I could not
Be a better parent.

Believe, believe The Power Of Love

We believe in the power of love
To save us all from death and sin,
And God that way your heart moves.

Christ came to Earth to liberate of
The state of vengeance to be in.
Believe, believe in the power of love

To change the heart of the dove snake
To make dust bloom and goodness win
And God that way your heart moves.

Christ is risen from the dead to demonstrate
That could start a new life.
Believe, believe in the power of love

To bring us to a past life,
A life of glory with him,
And God that way your heart moves.

Christ all our sins removed
And make us feel the joy inside.
Believe, believe in the power of love
And God that way your heart moves.

How better to remember that we were slaves

What is the best we can remember were slaves?
After all, Three thousand years ago.
Maybe in time opens the ceremony
Welcoming the terrace of our tears.
However, it happened once, tomorrow myth
Before the open window of the wound,
And again and again, the truth
Streaming also altars of the damned.
Therefore, we must be slaves of our time
Our holocaust the holocaust of all
Victorious in the old crime
Only ritual and rhyme
Remains of a myth beyond repair.

My beloved in the day of

To my beloved in his day:
More than Sun May reign
What the west wind tired decline
Bowing to the right of the track!
Let me let you see your smile
Of all the mirrors in your face,
The competition for the place of choice
Each singing the praises of all time!
More expensive for those long,
As I like the sweet depend
Now I have the burden of post:
Every word of wonder my song!

About the Author

I am a poet and webmaster of the popular poetry site, Poems for Free, at http://www.poemsforfree.com.

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