...it's been long since she migrated to heaven, for a sinner like me to be her son is amazing she kept composure & her level
...coming to terms with punishment being the biggest part of forgiveness & all I gotta do is to forgive me
...punishment is for the creator & I'm just a son to woman who died loving a man that made me
...over a decade later she's still comes to my dreams
...this morning I told her I'm in love with a woman & she just smile
...deep in her eyes I saw pain she felt from my past & in her voice I heard certainty of this future of mine
...a man alone can't make a family & so is a woman
...bless me this morning again by reading a poem jotted down for just a dream
...maybe not, it is for the lost trust & believe in love
...it is for the eyes that only choose to see darkness
...for the heart that chooses to remember only pain
...sorry for not being the ideal man but a heart can't choose who to love
...sorry for not knowing you well enough for you to be @ ease
...teach me how to love you or how to forget I ever loved you
...I know you're not my mom & loving you wasn't by choice
...if it was by choice it would be easier to leave you @ peace without any caution of tying a knot one day
...waiting for Mr Right shouldn't be pleasure if we're all the same
...from me to you, a man is made by his life's pains
...And in my dream this morning my late mother came like she does every now & then
...I told her I found a woman, I fell in love & she just smiled
...I wonder why she just smiled if it left me so unsure of me!!!
You don't fall in love with only those you know, some people just fit in your puZzle like they were made for you
...we only choose what we want to see but not feel!!!
This is her month..., My Mother!!!