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Nothing can compare to
The great loss that I feel
Nothing can compare
To the love I had to give.
I often think about the precious
Smile on mother’s face
And the motherly and daughterly
Talk, that went on for days.

She knew how much I love her,
I could tell it in her voice,
I could tell how much she loved me;
I could feel it in my heart.
Sometimes when I felt lonely
Or even burden down
All I had to do is think about her,
And she would be around.

Mother would take her gentle finger,
And wipe the tears from my eyes
The heavy burden was lifted,
And I felt better inside.
My dear sweet mother; even
Though you are gone
I feel that you are free
But your kindness and
Courage will live on in me.

All the things you taught me,
Are kept silently in my mind
And it will keep me stronger
Each and every time
Saying good-bye is something
That has to be done
Losing a mother is never easy,
This I have learned.

If you are looking down from
Heaven and hear the words I say;
Peace is still:
My mother has gone away.
No matter what words be spoken,
On tomorrow or today
My heart is broken,
But I’ll love you anyway.
Butterflies in my stomach
Joy in my eyes
This crazy feeling in my heart
Burning me inside
No appetite to eat
Trembling in my hands
A joyful sensation even
I don’t understand

My heart beat fast when
He walks through the door
My eyes tends to light up
Brighter than before
Just the mention of his name
Takes me higher than drugs
I can’t explain this feeling
But I think I’m in love

Day dreaming of him
All the day long
Setting in my easy chair
Talking on the phone
Looking out the window
While setting in my room
Wasting all my money
On expensive perfume

Driving around in my car
Hoping to see his face
Just the sight of him
Gives me energy for days
The more I fight to
Let this feeling go
I find myself sinking
Much deeper than before
I’m wrapped around his fingers
And trapped in his world
This feeling is telling me;
I think I’m in love!!!!
They say that Mother Nature
Is to blame for the rain
The hail, the wind, the sleet
And the snow
She terrorize the neighborhood
Much worse than before

They say she visit the ocean
And bring a rapid rage
I wish I knew Mother Nature
But I never seen her face
Why is she so silent and
Distance from our sight
Why is she like a spirited shadow
Somewhere lurking in the night

Mother Nature gets the praise
For starting and stopping the rain
I never been introduce to her
So why do she gets the blame
I am trying to determine in my mind
Who Mother Nature really is
I am trying to determine in life
Is she fictional, or is she real

I have heard of Mother Nature
From my childhood back to birth
Why Mother Nature gets the credit
Remains to be researched
I read about what Jesus said
In the Holy Book
I didn't see Mother Nature
I must need a second look
I turned from page to page and
I couldn't find her in that book

I found that God put together
This whole world from birth
The rain, the sleet, hail, and snow
God decides when it falls to earth
I still wonder how Mother Nature looks
I wish someone would show me where
To find her in the book

I found that Mother Nature
Always get the praise
She has been popular in this world
For many months, weeks, and days
When I turn to the weather
Broadcast playing on TV
It always never ceases to amaze me
That Mother Nature is the topic
And she never fails you see

How does Mother Nature hides
Herself from the public eye
Is she non-fiction or a fictional lie?
All I want to know is whether
Or not the woman exist
When questions are asked about her
Why they are easily dismissed

I know Jesus because he
Lives on the inside
I acknowledge him
In all my ways
So he can be my guide
I know not Mother Nature
And discovering who she is
Has become an issue
I only want to see the woman
So does anybody have a picture?
 Jul 2016 Jewel Burton
K603
“The truth is, one day we’ll drift apart, you’ll forget the colour of my eyes, you’ll forget my brightest smiles. The traces I left on your heart will fade away and my world will turn grey because the truth is, my eyes will always crave your existence and my heart will always need your warmth, my mind will crave the sweet words you left me thinking about and the truth is, a soul like mine will never forget a heart like yours and so my world will indeed turn grey.”
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Not something I wrote but I love it
Prayer is the key to
Getting the job done
Through our prayers
Miracles are formed
When you pray
Always be prepared
Things will happen
Through spiritual prayers

Things will come upon us
And we know that they will
Tell God all about it
Just tell him how you feel
Meditate in your mind
And be persistence in prayer
God is only a call away
He is always there

Even though the eyes
Cannot see God;
He’s in the morning air
Whenever you need him
You can reach him
Through prayer

Pray for your family
Pray for your friends
Pray to be establish
Until the very end
Prayer is an honorable way
To stay in touch with God
Through this line of faith
God will answer from the heart

Prayer is a powerful weapon
Nothing else can match
It brings down the highest mountain
Now what you think of that?
Be careful what you ask
Be careful what you say
Because all things are possible
When you bend your knees
And PRAY.

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