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Tuesday, March 07, 2006

My Mom and I

Hey, this poem was kinda old since I sent it to special friends
last October, 14 years after Mom died. I just decided to post it in here.

Hope you'll like it.

My Mom and I 

By : Mr. Thoughtskoto 

(This poem was an official entry to the International 

New Era Magazine Writing Contest, October 1998) 

You feed my soul,

And let me grow.

Tender hands,

Voice that soothes my ears,

Lay me down.

Help me stand.

Hold me up.

Then let me go…

The years pass by…

I am feeding you now,

Am still growing.

Rough hands.

Words that commands love and respect.

Lay you down in your bed.

Help you stand with your cane.

Hold you up that you'll not fall.

Then you're gone…


The years will never end…for us 

---The first line talks about my Mom, who she was, and what she did to me, to us all in the family. The second line talks about me, when she was stricken with cancer. What I did to her, and what I thought and felt for her, that's why it was entitled " MY MOM AND I."

Today, exactly 14 years since she was gone, I can only look back with so much gratitude to God for guiding us and even sometimes taking us by the hands and leading us to the right way. 

I am sharing this poem to you, 7 years after it was first composed dedicated to my friends, to the great mothers, and mothers-to-be in this world. Next to the love of Christ, for me, the greatest love here on earth is the love of a mother! Great Kudos to all of you!