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[aid] => mick
[title] => To Changing Seasons, Stay Young At Heart
[time] => 2005-05-07 20:45:03
[hometext] => I wrote this for my mom for Mother's Day when I was learning to drive. She had asked me to write a poem for her and I came up with this.
[bodytext] => Mother, Where have the heavens led me To believe that the things you’ve taught Me weren’t of importance. The times I’ve shown you that I should ignore your advice, Have proven myself wrong, As I find myself speaking In your voice When they try to keep my thoughts In a cage at the back of my mind. From a dear friend as you, The thoughts flowed freely As I sat and watched with disbelief But as times change, You never fail to do me good. Mother, Those are the things that keep me From death. Those were the things That held me back from Throwing rocks at a hornet’s nest. For a friend as you have given me The jewels to free speech And the courage to unleash My creativity and let it Spill out in music, and gush out in words Mother, Those were the days, That led me to a point where I can either choose to scale the mountain. Or jump from it. They kept me afloat in this ocean of Evils, that I still managed to dive into, But never get swallowed, As a friend, you brought me joy, Laughter, and just any pleasant memory That could happen to come across the Mind…like a lock of hair in the wind. Mother, My mind is still wandering On the pathway to Adulthood… You comfort me So that sadness won’t befall me. Mostly to keep a tear From trickling down my cheek And glittering as it drips off My chin. Like a friend, your ears perk up When I need to consult you For things that ail me. Like the burning in my heart As I learn the true nature of man. Mother, I’ve tried to ignore your advice And disregard your attempts to show Affection, by making a fool of me. But just to let you see into My thoughts, I want you to understand, Please don’t give up on me. I am different than I used to be. I no longer weave The threads of false emotion To keep my self clothed; Protected from those Who will try to make me Change, when they won’t even Remember what I was wearing. You’re the friend, letting me know That my smile is worth ev’ry Golden sunray casting its pillar Of light Over the dog, sleeping in the grass. Mother, Though you’ve been my source Of frustration several times, You’ve also been The heart of my laughter. You were the tree that bore the leaf.; Still, I cling to the branch That houses me, But eventually, I will let go, And land in a plot, that I, too, May become a tree, With the most beautiful green leaves. As a friend, You keep me amused As you slowly attempt To let me walk on my own. But my heart will never let go. My mind, a palace, to treasure The memories that were created As the walls of stone were, And still are, being built. That, being true, is what a mother’s Love calls for. Mother, You may leave me, but I’ll never leave You. We may not agree Over what flavour of Ice Cream is the Best, But we can agree that Ellen Degeneres is a good influence On the young people of today, We may not agree that the young Paul McCartney was cuter than the Young Keith Richards, But we can agree that The Beatles are better than The Backstreet Boys. Like a friend, We laugh, we cry, We fight, we sigh, We share the silent walks Amongst daffodils and Over rolling hills. Letting the dense aroma of honeysuckle Tie the relationship of mother And daughter tighter. Mother, I’d like to be able to understand You, and you, me. But it’s a blatant fact of nature That the world of adult and teenager Are light years apart. At least we live In the same Jungle. ‘Tis not the city of metros and high-rise buildings. No skyscrapers or things like That, but, Hills, and houses Squirrels and birds. As a friend, you keep me Entertained with a Handful of jokes and Good times Spent harmonizing To Beatles songs In the car. Weird as life may be, We are happy, You and me. Dad, too, all we three. That’s my thanks, for giving life to me. Mother, Though the things you tell me I don’t always understand. I guess it will All make sense To me, when I Am full grown You still walk with me. You were there when I learned to crawl. When I learned to walk. When I learned to talk. You were there when I learned to read. When I learned to draw. When I learned write. You were there when I learned to ride a bike When I learned to roller blade. And now, as I learn to drive. For a friend, like you have Given me strength during Certain times. You’ve been there Even when I DON’T mess up. You just share my joy like a friend should. Thank you, Mom, For being mom. Because without you, I may start to go astray. I Love You, Mom. Love, Holly, (Cupid) [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 26 [informant] => Cupid [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MothersDayPoems )
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