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Enable GingerShe sang to me Every night as I lay in bed She tucked me in and sang Starlight, Star bright Good night, Sleep tight Her sweet voice Sending me off Into the night
Being surrounded by loved ones temporarily make me feel strong, but the silence of my house causes reality and I realize you are really gone. Over and over again trying to convince myself this is merely a dream, I cry out to God pleading for him
i found something one dayin a little paper packet,in a box of old pictures and faded clothes.if was dried and shriveled,no bigger than an inch,no marking on the paperbesides the date of my birthday:
Or just Mom, Mama Come in different shapes But all have one thing in common They all invested nine plus months Of their life to bring a life into their life.
the first time in my life i ever smelled a stick of incense was at my friend lindseyswe were in the fifth grade and she was my very very very best friendshe watched all the cools eighties movies
It's summer why am I waking up so early well the early bird gets the worm
Growing up is scary Time keeps passing by
A mother Junco has two chicks from the same mate. Some more mates come and go. Two more beautiful baby birds are welcomed. With mother always moving, they grow up without me, learning how
A beautiful glance mothers havea look that warms, comforts and calms,Encourages and embraces you in difficult times.
Remember when the only thing that scared us was the shadow in our room. We would be scared to look under the bed. And the closet was our only enemy. Life seemed simpler when we were young.
My mother is a soldier