On the day my daughter wed
Salt water tears from tear ducts bled
Spilling out from behind closed eyes
In that moment I realised
I watched my little girl morphose
Standing there in bridal clothes
Gentle words from me were said
While holding back the tears I shed
Listening to the vows she made
All grown now, old memories fade
My little girl in all this world
Reeling while these feelings swirled
From when I held her above my head
Keep her safe, to God I pled
A baby then, a woman now
Listen while she makes her vow
Close my eyes this liquid stings
Witness them exchanging rings.
Sweet bird of paradise
Such dreams you entice
Perched on your coloured glass roost
High over those you've seduced
Rocking gently in summer's breeze
Your long tail feathers tailored to please
With freedom in the skies to play
You prey upon our minds today
A shock of colour on a swaying perch
These are the people this is the church
Let bells ring out across the land
Standing barefoot in the sand
A fragile beauty scattered with rice
Visions of vivacity, our sweet bird in paradise.
Skies above speak of love
Seas below wash and flow
Clouds between drift and dream
Through a porthole all is seen
Silver wings slice the air
Time and space take us there
Sun and sand's where we're led
To see my only daughter wed
Mother, you ask me to cut the cake
But mother, oh my sweet mother,
I'm merely holding a knife here
Mother you think it's my birthday and I should be happy,
But little do you know,
Mother, my incognisant mother
You see, this here in my soft, tender hands
It's more tempting than the candles you brought,
More intimidating than you sitting in front,
It brings the flashbacks more than a picture does
To you, it's something as superficial as love
But to me, my mother
To me, it's a reminder of all the things I could never be,
That I belong to no one,
And mother, that none belongs to me
I reject the likeness of you _
To resolve this, I lied and become the finest of you
I reject the sameness as you _
To avoid this, dishonesty pleasures—
I believe the untruth
I reject the appearance of you _
Through the looking glass I continuously hate the one who stares back at me
I reject your charm _
Where most who encounter me seems to be magnetize to my own charisma
I reject the way you think
And here I am discerning how not to be you
I reject your cheating heart
I saw mom suffer from this and yet I cheated
I reject your rejection
Where I thought I forgive but I still despised your presence in my head...
Small hand grasps my thumb
Round eyes gaze into my soul
So sweet, is my love
Somewhere far, born in a fusion reaction, in absolute darkness.
These little packets travelled across vacuum for 8 long minutes and 20 seconds,
To pass over trees and through my open window
and reflected by a dark photograph of sound waves that i was holding.
Finally falling on my retina to deliver the information to my visual cortex.
Thank you Photons, for traveling 149.6 million kilometers to tell me how beautiful my daughter is.
I know, the journey was worth it.
I was five when I asked my mother,
"What color am I?"
She smiled and explained I was the color yellow;
radiant and life giving.
I grew, and grew, and when I was ten I asked my mother again,
"What color am I?"
She leaned really close.
Looking me up and than down.
"Blue," she spoke.
"The color of the skies and sea's.
Vast in wisdom and deep with honesty."
When I was fifteen
and started to come into myself,
I asked my mother again,
"What color am I?"
She looked at me, reading me clearly.
"Red. You are the color red.
Unshakable with passion but uncertain in your strength."
The year I turned twenty, my life was barely beginning.
I was filled with such trepidation about moving away from my family.
I asked my mother, standing in the threshold of our home,
"What color am I now?"
My mother paused in her answer,
her wise eyes seeing something I never would or could.
A smile spread on her tired face, "My darling little girl,"
She started to say touching my cheeks.
"You are the color of the sun, yellow; radiant and life giving.
You are the color of the skies and sea's, blue; vast in wisdom and deep with honesty.
You are the color red; unshakable with passion, and most certain in your strength.
You are beautiful, caring, determined, energetic, firm.
My bright and shining daughter,
you are a rainbow and everyone looking, will know."
I'm not ready to let get maybe you are
I'm not ready to let go and face the harsh truth
I wish you were still alive
It seems like yesterday That I held your hand
And you breathed your last as we hold our breath
Your eyes close as ours are brimming with tears
Your machine goes silent
I'm not ready to let go
I feel like you are still next to me
Holding my hand when I was little
When I fall off my bike you rush to my side
When I go to prom You scared that boy beyond
When I'm walking down the aisle
You say I look beautiful
Now here we are a
Mistakes have been made
And there you are
Daddy where are you
I miss you
I've grow up in this empty white halls
I know you pretend your ok
But I know your not
I shall not let go
For you have a special place in my heart
I love you
Till we see each other again
Reunited in Joy