No matter how hard it hurts
Promise me
You'll never forget;
There's always
A little something to gain
From pain.

l.v.s

It took a little time to think this,
And a little more time to pen this,
It was hard finding the right words for you,
I still can recall what my brain went through,

Tough it was- so i thought,
Because it felt like a must,
That i have to take note of a day like this,
To express my love to you when my pen and paper kiss

So i imagined what you have borne for me,
Not just for a few hours but almost eternity,
Not just a note or a strain on your brain,
But the entirety of yourself in lose or gain,

A chill of shyness engulfs me,
Nothing too big released from me,
To a woman so fine so dear,
Who for me unconditionally cares,

If i sail across seas for you, that you will do even more,
If i walk on fire for you, greater pains for me you bore,
If i choose to bleed for you, that you have done,
If sacrifice was then a contest, you've already won,

Where would i have been if not for you,
You share a love so priceless and true,
You held me up when no one else could,
You have stood by me more than anyone would,

For all that i am today,
Your love for me this way,
And many more that i can not pay,
Mother, i love you now and everyday.

Why are hearts so disconnected?
Why is hate so persued and
love so neglected?
Why are smiles so rejected while a
grimace is thoroughly respected?

How is it that common courtesy
Is so hard to be projected?
When rudeness and pompousness
are praised and erected?

Why are good deeds and hard work scrutinized
and dissected?
When selfishness and greed are voted on and elected?

Why do the needs of the many go so undetected?
While the wants of the few are sought out and collected?
Why are the rights of some being constantly injected,
while the rights of others are going unprotected?

I guess humanity has been misdirected.
Technology has replaced what really makes us
socially connected.
Is there any way for the family unit to be resurrected?
For us ...the human race to truly be interconnected?

I don't know...Why is life never what is expected?

Life is a fine thread that we pull taught then loosen. It strains and releases given to our circumstance. If we pull too tight, it will snap, if we let it go too loose, then it will tangle and we will get caught in one place. The twine must spin and flow not going to much to one way or the other. A balance must be maintained, for we are never sure of our own mortality or when it might come to an end.

It’s been a year
The clock strikes midnight
And its been a year
But this isn’t Cinderella
Or another stupid fairytale
Because it’s been a year
Since anyone has loved you
Or at least pretended they did
There have been people
Who have itched to touch you
Feel your skin under their hands
Sure,
But in the end
You’re left without being desired
For anything more than your body
Maybe it’s easier to make-believe the passion
For romance
But all of the endings are the same
Crying yourself to sleep is your
Happily ever after

You carried me for nine months
inside of your womb
It wasn't an easy pregnancy
of this you may presume

Thank you for changing me
when my diapers were soiled
and for the time you spent holding me
All the time you toiled

When it was time for me to go to school
I really screamed and cried
It's because I love you
I didn't want to leave your side

Then when I became a teen
I seemed to find trouble
But you never let it get to me
protected by your bubble

I went and joined the army
on this you would cry
I told you not to worry
You were afraid that I would die

After I got married
what a grandmother you would make
But for you the Lord had other plans
Up to heaven He would take

The pain has lessened
slowly through the years
All except Mothers Day
That's a day filled with tears