Her Greatest Gift

A Mother gives comfort and inspires purpose,
She wipes away tears no other can see,
For guidance and wisdom, eternal love,
Through all of life*s trials; steady and strong.

Who now is my strength in this time I feel weak?
The tears fall freely with no one to catch them;
I feel I am lost, alone and despaired.
Where is the hope which seems to be lost?

I feel my will cannot make me whole,
As part of my soul has been stolen away
Can I go on and rise above this trial?
Must I continue through heartache and grief?

Like a soft whisper, warmth then surrounds me.
Once again, I can feel her holding me close.
I realize she*d given me what I need to go on;
Courage, power, a desire to thrive.

Deep within my spirit, she urges me through.
Her memory consoles me, speaks to my heart.
Her purpose in life was to teach me to live;
I still feel it now, her most precious gift.
3/15/05

To My Intended

For some love is a bridge they believe can connect them with pieces of life they feel are missing.
For some love is a ladder, always to be climbed, ever-searching for a better tomorrow.
Love can be cherished like a priceless treasure or tossed aside with yesterday’s news.
What is love exactly, to have so many versions, to be felt in so many ways, on so many levels?
Who may then judge the veracity of claims of love, the very depth of emotion?
Who dares encase the notion of love by means of human rhetoric?
Philosophers and poets who cannot be named have miserably failed to express love in this sense.
Who am I then to tempt this failure for the mere pleasure of expressing my love?
Dark and light unite to spark twilight and dusk as lovers do for the essence of life.
Only this pure and complete melding can conjure true comprehension.
Thus, my testament will be understood by the one for which it is intended.
3/2/05

The Ways He Loves Me

Tenderly, Lovingly, Perpetually
With adoration and admiration
Gently and fiercely
Forever, with no doubts

He loves me when I am beautiful
And filled with joyous light
He loves my inspiration
The wondrous moments we create

I am loved when I am angry
When all else has fallen away
When I am undeserving
And filled with endless sorrow

His love is strong and fearless
Never wavering from my heart
Never leaving me to wonder
As I am never left alone

He loves me most when I deserve it least
I could never live without him
When I need it, he lifts me up
He knows me heart and all my secrets

He is the only one to never betray me
Except for the one whom I call God
For this my heart will always be his
Like his love, I will never waiver
3/2/05

To a New Mother

Tiny hands and tiny feet
Tender smiles and a loving gaze
Innocence that flows so deep
A reason to cherish all remaining days

Gentle touches upon your face
Quiet sighs of warm soft breath
Perfect angel like no other
Wondrous is emotion’s breadth

New heartbeat that enfolds your heart
A stronger love for each new day
Another chance to embrace the world
So many reasons, so many ways

A welcomed burden consumes your soul
Sleepless nights and playful days
Now a future so inviting
And the past seems far away

A being so small can encompass the world
For nowhere else is love so immense
Powerful devotion, unwavering trust
Hope and contentment, a reason to live
2/15/05

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There is but a very small window of time to make a difference – it is called a lifetime!

Our time on this planet may be fleeting but our impact may be tremendous.

There is no one single path which will lead you to your destiny – a life is comprised of many paths which you choose each day based on the choices you make. Though winding and uncertain at times, love eventually begets love.

Thank you for showing me that one does not necessarily need to be deserving of love to receive it.

You left me no choice but to fall helplessly, desperately in love with you so, how can I be held responsible for how silly I might appear in my uninhibited pursuit of your pleasure and happiness?

Like the rain has no power to decide, I fall to you like it does to the earth.
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Seasons Pass

Seasons pass… and generations
Lifetimes fall before us and memories washed away
Moments suspended forever in time
Waiting to be reawakened
One small gesture to bring to life
A gentle caress and loving pause
A light fills a void which once was blind
The first breeze is felt and pondered
Wonder, amusement, amazement
Proverbial face having never been seen
Familiar touch and the voice of an angel
Tiny perfection, infinite love
07/07/06

A Story of Twins

A little voice can just be heard in the stillness
“But, Father I am afraid; I will be alone”
“No, my child, I will always be with you”
A single tear for a thousand doubts
Glides down the cheek of a lovely child
“But, who will hold me when I am afraid?
Who will sing me to sleep at night?
Who will catch me whenever I stumble?
Who can give me this love I shall miss?”
A gentle sigh and a tender smile shine down
Wiping a tear, he looks into her face
“A mother and father I have carefully chosen
Will protect and love you and calm your fears
They will raise you up to know me once more
And, someday you will see me again.”
Silently, she nods as if accepting her fate
Then a new fear shadows her face
“Who will I share my secrets with?
Who will be there to play with me?
How can I leave my friends I love?”
The Father leans back to consider an answer
His daughter’s tears so break his heart
As an idea blossoms, his grin shines brighter
“You have been a truly virtuous child
And deserve a truly special blessing
A hand to hold through all your years
Another to share your thoughts and dreams
A sister whom you already know and love
You shall carry each other through hard times
And laugh together without saying a word
No one will know you as well as she does
For she is a part of you as I am a part of you.”
07/03/05

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