In honor of National Poetry Day, I decided to dedicate my heroes/heroine poem to my mother!
19 years of back talking, door slamming, late night creeps and near death experiences BUT your love remains unconditional. 19 years of bad decisions and disagreements but you love me just the same. As far back as I can remember, it's always been you and me. No father to help raise me, no MAN to claim glory at the end of my victory. See, he might have been in the audience that evening but as I reached for my diploma, as I my mind went back to sleepless night with you helping with homework and late night projects, I dedicated that moment to you. Yeah, it's always been the two of us. You taught me how to ride a bike, and taught me how to be strong, you taught me how I didn't need a father that society was wrong. You taught me how to hold my head high, even when I felt like putting it down, you taught me that nothing is more discouraging then always wearing a frown. You taught me that it's ok to cry when my soul needs a little relief, but as I sit writing this poem, I'm still in disbelieve. You have never judged me for anything or made me feel incomplete, you've always put me on a pedestal and made me an elite. Every award ceremony, every band and choir concert, I could hear you yelling "that's my baby" a little louder then the other parents. It was apparent that you were proud of me. As I sit and think back on all the times I made you mad, I made you cry, every time I yelled at you or made you feel insubordinate to me tears come to my eyes. See, 19 years of immaturity has let to 19 years of growth, and with that growth come the knowledge that you loved and cherished me so much that you sacrificed the life you had planned for yourself, just so I could live the one I had planned for me. Every Mother's Day I always get you two gifts, because you took on the role of two parents, to every one of your kids. You have equipped me with everything I need to survive in this world, so now it's time for me to make something of myself so I can return unselfish gesture you showed to me. Dear Mom, I don't tell you this enough but I love you. And I am so appreciative of everything that you have done, that you're doing, and the things you plan to do for me. None of your efforts have gone unnoticed and none of your sacrifices have gone unrecorded. Your heart is pure gold and your soul reflects nothing but positive intentions for the well-being of us all. I thank you from every inch of my heart and every ounce of my soul for everything you have ever done for me. I LOVE YOU MOM! Sincerely, One Grateful Daughter.
19 years of back talking, door slamming, late night creeps and near death experiences BUT your love remains unconditional. 19 years of bad decisions and disagreements but you love me just the same. As far back as I can remember, it's always been you and me. No father to help raise me, no MAN to claim glory at the end of my victory. See, he might have been in the audience that evening but as I reached for my diploma, as I my mind went back to sleepless night with you helping with homework and late night projects, I dedicated that moment to you. Yeah, it's always been the two of us. You taught me how to ride a bike, and taught me how to be strong, you taught me how I didn't need a father that society was wrong. You taught me how to hold my head high, even when I felt like putting it down, you taught me that nothing is more discouraging then always wearing a frown. You taught me that it's ok to cry when my soul needs a little relief, but as I sit writing this poem, I'm still in disbelieve. You have never judged me for anything or made me feel incomplete, you've always put me on a pedestal and made me an elite. Every award ceremony, every band and choir concert, I could hear you yelling "that's my baby" a little louder then the other parents. It was apparent that you were proud of me. As I sit and think back on all the times I made you mad, I made you cry, every time I yelled at you or made you feel insubordinate to me tears come to my eyes. See, 19 years of immaturity has let to 19 years of growth, and with that growth come the knowledge that you loved and cherished me so much that you sacrificed the life you had planned for yourself, just so I could live the one I had planned for me. Every Mother's Day I always get you two gifts, because you took on the role of two parents, to every one of your kids. You have equipped me with everything I need to survive in this world, so now it's time for me to make something of myself so I can return unselfish gesture you showed to me. Dear Mom, I don't tell you this enough but I love you. And I am so appreciative of everything that you have done, that you're doing, and the things you plan to do for me. None of your efforts have gone unnoticed and none of your sacrifices have gone unrecorded. Your heart is pure gold and your soul reflects nothing but positive intentions for the well-being of us all. I thank you from every inch of my heart and every ounce of my soul for everything you have ever done for me. I LOVE YOU MOM! Sincerely, One Grateful Daughter.
