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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mom's Birthday Poem
[time] => 2005-03-09 20:18:24
[hometext] => A woman that has always been there for me. Explanation of the first verse - she is the oldest of twelve.
[bodytext] => Beautiful to behold A daughter with black curls A tiny hand to hold The first of many girls She had a will of steel Persevering through her fears In time, she would heal After many fallen tears A heroine, to the little ones They marveled at her strength A fight, to never be won Though her father tried at length She grew to a woman Of uncommon strength and beauty From the known, she ran And found herself a cutie He became her friend and lover With him, she’d spend her life She wanted him and no other So she became his wife Their journey had just begun The first baby on the way She would no longer run With her family, she would stay God saw her through Even through her doubt When she knew not what to do God always helped her out Four babies later Her life seemed complete With the help of the creator She’d never see defeat As the children grew, Their wills became apparent Much drama did ensue Why’d she become a parent?! There was more in store More than a parent would she be A career she would procure And computers would be the key Her life was overwhelmingly full Yet she always had more to give In many directions, she felt the pull A stressful life to live She has always seen success A miracle for sure For life is one big mess She found God to be the cure This one amazing jewel In the Father’s labor Has been a precious tool And earned the Father’s favor Throughout all of her years She has touched so many lives She’s helped many with their fears And hope, she helped revive Never could she be replaced In the lives of those she touched With her presence, they were graced Through which, they gained so much This is but a shadow Of the woman that we admire A picture oh so shallow Of the truth, which should inspire What I’m trying to reveal Is to me she’s been a balm The gratitude I feel That this woman is my mom [comments] => 2 [counter] => 240 [topic] => 10 [informant] => ToriVeigh [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => BirthdayPoems )
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