Mother; I love you. I cannot say it enough but it is true. You were the first voice I heard, also was the one who taught me my first words.
For nine months it was me and you, with your care and God’s will your pregnancy with me made it through.
From the start your name was mom, and you was the first woman I loved.
As my teacher, you taught me how to be a leader; as my friend you taught me to loyal to the end.
As I grew there were lessons to be learned, when I broke rules my britches you didn’t hesitate to burn.
Mother; I love you!
I may have not show you the love I have, I didn’t understand I was on a rough path.
The arguments and my constant rebellion, I chased what I thought was success but, you saw me failing.
On a road of destruction, raising a teenage boy couldn’t of been an easy lesson.
When I decided the streets was my way, your love for me never strayed.
And when those prison doors shut, it was a quick reminder of you whooping my ****.
Mother; I love you!
With your sickness, it made me grow and mature with the quickness.
I had to become a father, so you could become a grandmother.
I became a husband so you could be a mother-in-law, all of these I made sure you saw.
As your time on earth was getting short, I knew I was going to lose my mother’s love and support.
Now that you are gone, I understand the man you left was strong.
No mom you raised no fool, and for that I will always love you.
Mother; I love you….
By, C. E. Cheatham

You mean more to me than the day needs the sun, more to me than a child wants to have fun.
You mean more to me than flowers and trees, need the birds and the bees.
As I think of us together, I know that with you every thing will get better.
My passion has arisen with the meeting of our souls, my heart I am willing to place in your hands to hold.
With each kiss that we share, those are the mini moments where we express how much we care.  
The feelings I have for you can not be measured with numeric notations, I am willing to count every star in the universe to solve this equation.
What you mean to me.
You mean everything
As we embrace I know that not another woman can take your place, because my greed won’t allow me to share your space.
If the time comes I shall be carried away, because I refuse to walk away from you and let our love stray.
If I could tell everyone in the world how much I love you, I would tell them everyday if it meant keeping our love true.
With a great prize like you trust me sweetheart for me it would be easy to do.
C. E. Cheatham

With the illumination of rays from a high, as with the wetness on the blooms in the fields a new beginning has arrived.
Melodies tickles the ear brought by winged beast, a calming attitude shall bestow peace.
Doing all just for ambiguity but in a place of misery, by being surrounded with a lopsided liberty.
To gallop through yards of wildflowers or sail the seven seas, your passion will always shine in what you believe.
To gaze upon the clouds not knowing what is a midst, seeking knowledge and answers to questions to make the good spirits lift.
The journey that lies ahead will not commence without a step taken, being ready to siege the day comes with being awaken.
Listening to the joyful sounds of laughter and young ones a play, with the excitement of opportunity on the inside you will not stay.
The aromas of nature intoxicate the nasal cavity, with the most pleasurable of pleasant scents. No visible ***** of moisture in the sky, so nice your question is why?
While the hours go by, the plot of  your journey is away and you are truly enamored with this lovely summer day.
By, CE Cheatham

When we can sight our edge
Heavily one will patiently pace
For knowing what lies ahead
Eliminates the risk of the stray
In darkness the tread is lightly
Knowledge illuminates ones step
Ever so brightly
Cautious and calm will steady the hand
It is the unknown that drives your curiosity
And the known that keeps the feet at a stand
Be willing to seek for you to guide your journey
CE Cheatham