Mother, you are my White Rose
A rose embraced by  cotton petals, emanating  a sweet intoxicating aroma of jazmin and pearls
A fragrance so delightful that it engulfs the spirit with inexplicable  sweetness of love
You are as exquisite as a good wine
Delicate as a newborn
Warm and cozy as a cashmere blanket
Thus, mother, you are my White Rose!
I will forever remember  the day you said to me " Oh, daughter of mine, thank you for being such a beautiful and caring daughter"
My response was " Oh, mom, you don't have to thank me, for it is my obligation, my duty to take care of you, besides, I do it with delight, because, it comes from my heart"
I am so glad that we thanked each other, because our gratitudes came from the deepest part of our souls
Although, I thanked you for being my mother, I forgot to thank you for being my White Rose!

BY

Mayra Castillo

Written as a tribute to my beloved mother, who, now resides in the Lord's garden. I love you mom. You will always be my White Rose. My mother's name is Regina. Born 1934   Died 2010

There are at least two people in this world that would die for you
At least 15 people in this world love you in some way
The only reason anyone would hate you is because they want to be just like you
A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you
Every night SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep
You mean the world to someone
You are special and unique
Someone that you even know exists loves you
When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it
When you think the world has turned its back on you, take another look
Always remember the compliments you rechive.  Forget about the rude remarks
Good friends are like stars. You don't see them, but you know they are always there
Happiness keeps you sweet, trials keep you strong: sorrow keeps you human; life keeps you humble; success keeps you glowing
But only God keeps you going
Remember: When God closes one door; God always will open another: even though sometimes it's hell in the highway!
So... when life hands you Lemons, add some Sugar and make Lemonade!

You are a child of the Universe
No less then the stars, the trees and the birds
You have a right to be here
And whether, you know it or not, the Universe is unfolding, just as it should be
With its drudgery, pain and broken dreams
It is still a beautiful place
so, be safe and strive to be happy

Love is like a flower
It needs respect, stimulation, affection and comprehension, so it will grow, just as it should be
Love is like a flower, if you do not give it water, it will die of thirst
If you do not talk to it, it will wither and die of loneliness
And if you do not give it love, it will cease to be
If you want your seed to grow into a a strong and beautiful flower
To never wither to never die
Fill it with love and it shall transform from a mere seed into the most beautiful flower, your eyes shall ever see
You can not plant thrones and expect a flower to grow beautiful and strong
Remember the law of the land
You reap what you sow!

Love is like a flower
It needs respect, stimulation, affection and comprehension, so it will grow, just as it should be
Love is like a flower, if you do not give it water, it will die of thirst
If you do not talk to it, it will wither and die of loneliness
And if you do not give it love, it will cease to be
If you want your seed to grow into a strong and beautiful flower
To never wither to never die
Fill it with love and it shall transform from a mere seed into the most beautiful flower, your eyes shall  ever see
You can not plant thrones and expect a flower to grow beautiful and strong
Remember the law of the land
You reap what you sow!

I don't  want to drown in my tears
I want to swim to shore
I want to live
But, how can I live, if all I do is cry
When will I swim to shore, today, tomorrow, or the next day?
I am drowning, slowly, but, surely in the depths of my tears
So heavy are these bags which I carry
Can't wait till I hit the shore, so, that I may lay my bags down, rest my aching bones and run wild, run free
Run with joy, because, I have not drowned in the depths of my tears
I have survived
No more burdens to bear
No more bags to carry
I am free
Free to smile and be myself again
The one, who was meant to be

Change means a new beginning
A  chance for renewal
A chance to start fresh
We shall let go of the darkness of winter to welcome the arrival of Spring
We shall throw out the old and bring forth the new.
A new beginning
A new life
Change is like a newborn, anxiously awaiting a breath of fresh air
The old rotten leaves of winter's trees have fallen, replenished by Spring flowers
We have awakened to a new life
A new beginning
A metamorphosis  has occurred
A chance to change the old to the new!

By

Mayra Castillo