• Love

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    Oh, to be so blessed with a wonderful Mother!


    How could it be
    anything less than
    Thank you.

    How could it not include
    I love you
    For standing True.

    I'll never forget how
    so many times
    You saved me

    Some days I ponder
    Remembering your glory
    Coming to set me free.

    Some days I feel the wave
    of Gratitude flood my heart
    For no greater human has stood.

    You shake your head
    in humble denial
    But proof of Love is final.

    You made me see
    You save what was left of me
    I am, because of you.

    Thanks Mom!
    Kimberley Ferrier
    copyright 2010

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    BlackButterfly1 commented on Mother


    This is so nice! Your mother must feel honored to have you feel this way about her.... and to express it so well in verse.

    dahlusion commented on Mother


    "I am, because of you" —simply heart-felt and deeply loving. This should be the Mothers Day anthem. Bravo!!! Peace and Light, dah

    Marsink commented on Mother


    A wise and loving mother is a prime factor in the perspective of the child: the things my mother taught me follow me fom the memory of her words, to the application of common sense, today. ...'A wise mother will be praised by her children'. I miss my mother dearly and have the utmost respect for the sacrifices made for me and my siblings. Countless times did she save from cars, buses, long falls, poisons, fire and my own ignorance. Applause building! and thanks for sharing the glory of mother!

    rsalassi commented on Mother


    This and Hampton's My Mother Ruth are two poems that have unlocked memories of my own mother. They are both beautiful testaments to ladies so special to the two authors. Thank you, both, for steering me in yet another direction.

    Stryx commented on Mother


    A fine tribute to a wonderful Mother, I'm sure. We all need to remember.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    Merlyn’s Poems (10)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    Paradigm Shift 0
    Thanksgiving 6
    Mother 9
    She Lives! 10
    My Eyes Choose 12
    ALONE 13
    His Christmas Wish 9
    My Prayer To You 8
    The Answer 8
    Gratitude 12