To my mother on Mother's Day*

Before I start what might seem like,
The longest, most important,
Extremely emotional poem,
I must say these words
Although they don't express the amount
Of which
I LOVE YOU!!

I love you,
I Love You,
I LOVE YOU!

I know that there are days,
Days when I say:
Go away;
I hate you;
I wish you weren't part of my life.

But you have to remember,
Most of all,
The memories that stick with ME,
Are these:
The day you brought home our dogs;
The day you told us we were moving;
The day we fell in love with my puppy;
When we brought home my puppy;
The summers returning home;
All those sports games you showed up to
And cheered me on;
The day I finished 8th grade;
All those dances you helped me get ready for;
Those lunch/shopping dates;
Both my proms;
Senior graduation;
And finally,
The day you dropped me off for college!

These days and even more
Are forever burned, seared,
Into my mind.
Nothing can ever replace them,
But we can add more days,
Days just as important,
Or special,
As the years go on.

Through all my mistakes,
My accomplishments,
My craziness,
My ups and downs,
You have been there.
Lifting me up
And reminding me who I was
And that I was special.
Showing me
That nobody else's opinion mattered,
No one's but mine.

So today,
On this day,
This day specially for you,
Mother's Day,
I want to say:
Thank you.
Thank you for loving me;
For watching out for me;
For showing me the way;
But most of all,
Thank you
For being my mother!


THANK YOU
&
I LOVE YOU!!!

Happy Mother's Day <3

In my head
A picture grows,
Coming to life
As figures dance
And swirl,
Creating a movie
In my mind.
The words on the page
Take on a meaning.
No longer scribbles,
Or lines,
Or marks.
They come together
Telling a story
All their own.
Quotations and dialogue
Become voices;
Shouting, yelling, laughing.

No longer I sit-
Bored out of my mind-
In a class which holds
Zero interest to me.
No longer I read-
Making words into pictures-
Redirecting my attention.
No longer do I have to imagine,
A world, a land, a ship;
The characters are alive.
No longer do I sit here.
I am now
A character in my story.

My favorite characters
Now my best friends.
Their enemies
Are now mine.
Fighting side-by-side,
Journeying across
Unknown lands.
I'm part of the book;
I'm sailing the seas
And trekking
Through mountains.

A voice,
A distraction,
Snaps me back,
Back to reality.
Scenes revert back,
Back to images
Still and unmoving.
Words on the page
Returning to squiggles,
Unreadable marks.

The magic of the story,
Of the book,
Disintegrates.
No longer
Holding me under it's spell.
Capturing that which was lost,
Will not be easy
But won't take as long
To become immersed,
Once more,
Into the magical world,
Of reading.

Don’t let no one tell you,
No, not ever,
That you are not perfect, perfect, perfection.

Some people may say,
That there is no such thing
As perfect, perfect, perfection.

But let me tell you a secret,
A secret that shouldn’t be a secret,
All about perfect, perfect, perfection.

You are you,
That’s the best you can ever be
Making you perfect, perfect, perfection.

There will be some days where
People will bring you down,
But always remember
That you are perfect, perfect, perfection.

There will be some days where
People will make you feel good, cheerful, and happy,
And you’ll have proof
That you are perfect, perfect, perfection.

But no matter what kind of day you have,
ALWAYS remember,
That you are *PERFECT, PERFECT, PERFECTION!!