It's here
It's here.
Waiting in the dark, staring at me.
Frozen on the spot.
Two blue eyes.
Bright with new fire.
They look familiar, hurt and pain reflect.
A light passes by. The eyes are my own.
Poems that I have written over the past years of my life and that I have written in the present. Some are just for fun, some that are inspired, and others that I need to write to express my deepest thoughts and feelings.
Please tell me what you think, leave a comment or rate my poems of how good or bad you think they are.
Thank you!
Monday, June 13, 2011
Friday, June 3, 2011
Mothers and their babies
I wrote this a few years back, thinking about my mom. I gave her a precious moments figurine of a mother holding a baby and the title of it, I made the title for this poem.
A love like no other
A smile and tiny fingers curl,
a coo and a giggle.
Arms lovingly surrounding and protecting,
the bundle that continues to wiggle.
There is a pure and innocent love,
a love like no other.
An enduring love, a bonding love,
one that is easily returned to each other.
A pair of eyes, looking up,
dependent on that love.
A pair of eyes, looking down,
watching the precious gift sent from above.
There is a pure and innocent love,
a love like no other.
It is a love of a mother.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)