Genre: Family
I am free to live.
I am free to love.
I am free to forgive.
I am free to be me.
I will live free from man.
I will live to love.
I will live to forgive.
I will live to be me.
I love me and all that there is.
I love to live.
I love to forgive.
I love to love.
I learned to forgive to live free.
I forgive to love.
I forgive to relieve pain.
I forgive so I can be me.
I am a Child of GOD!
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Genre: Family, Love
Forever is a long time. Yet still I’m here, simply yours.
I belong to you, I am forever linked to you, all yours.
You created something special between us, forever yours.
Through trial and error, the learning curve, u raised me forever yours.
In sickness and in health, yes like matrimony, I am forever yours.
When I got on your nerves as I grew from infancy to adulthood, still I remained forever yours.
Shameful that only one day has been chosen for you, it’s still forever yours.
Even on the days that perhaps you didn’t feel your best, I came first, forever yours.
Feeding me, healing me, teaching me, how can I be anything else, forever yours.
When I began writing my own life chapters, lest we forget, I am still forever yours.
As short as this message may be, the meaning is clear, this day and eternity are forever yours.
Happy Mother’s Day to you these women I can’t say enough about, the world is yours.
I said it before that forever is a long time, but so too are you.
Be all that you know yourself to be, fore as long as you do these things forever will live within you.
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Genre: Family
you were seven
and a half
your mother told you
to hide,
quick
before your father came home
with a temper
and a belt
you were sixteen
and pregnant
your baby’s father
out running
his fingers
through someone else’s hair
while your morning sickness
kept yours
pinned back
you were twenty six
holding a new baby
in your arms
i’d kept you up for
three months
and your husband
comes home to
remind you
he would kill you
if you fell asleep
holding me
you were thirty three
holding me in your arms
as you wept
that it would be just us
now
it would be just us
now
you were thirty seven
and on a stress leave
from your back breaking
minimum wage job
trying with all your might
to stop me from becoming
my father
as you watched your little girl
drink
until she forgot
where she came from
you were forty four
i cried that you left
me for the wolves
for what he did to me
while you were
breaking your tired bones
putting food on the table
for me
making sure i’d never
know hunger
like you did
you were forty nine
when i realized
the woman before me
was a person
entirely imperfect
but selfless
doing the best she could
in a life
that had given you
so much less
than you deserved
i
had given you less
than you deserved
you have always
been
a mother
beautifully imperfect
but loving
beyond measure
doing the best she could
with what
her years
had given her.
-Ashley Corcoran, “threesixtyfivepoems.com”
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Genre: Family, Motherhood
You meet your child for the first time, so much love abounds. You are so proud to be a mother now.
Next, there is:
2 am feedings
Colic is reeling
Tantrums and screaming
Patience at an ending…
Night time comes happily to say goodbye to the sun.
Tuck them in bed sweet and tight. You then pause watching them sleep.
At that moment love swells up inside you overwhelmingly. Lumping in your throat so you can’t speak.
It is then you remember why you became a Mother.
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Genre: Life, Family
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Genre: Family
Sitting on both sides of the fence
with every waking moment
While bringing home the same bacon
she had to prepare for us
My mother and my father were the same
One unit, one parent to hug
This one individual who filled our house with love
Never upset about the hand she had to play
Making sure me and my brothers had a roof
over our head every day
Never shirking her responsibilities
teaching us to have courage and face our challenges and stay together hand in hand
To always take care of each other in the end
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Genre: Family, Political
Countries should be a large family
With more experiences help the younger ones
Each one respecting their space
Feeding on the immensity
That humans have
Since they are harvested
In the most noble of virtues
Pulling off
The best that each one holds
For the machines
Tell of themselves
Which is not necessary
Artificial intelligence
In a fruitful
Coming from peace
So that everyone
Have a home
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Genre: Family, Love
For my Brother Zachary
There he is
Mr president
Sitting in a wood stained chair with a coffee mug
From his trip to Colorado.
The tie he wears
Erupts with ivory, it is ironed
He too has ironed his thoughts into emails,
And the responses from philosophers
Cascade from the inbox of an envelope.
Aspiring to God’s plan he thinks,
His thoughts always turn
Into an examination of
Courage to stand up for his beliefs.
No feat
Is too scary for a legend.
Speed bumps are not
In his vocabulary.
New questions squirt answers
Into his K-cups
Every morning.
A girl he admires
Creeps her way
Into every loving gesture.
He puts faith
Into love and stocks love
In siblings and God.
Somehow God is always
Mentioned.
His prayers are sincere and words crunch of authenticity.
I want
To be my brother.
Someone who loves
Carelessly and acts
With humility
Winning is his
Hobby and losing
Is his strength.
To the future
President
This poem
Is dedicated.
Happy
Birthday Zachary,
I love
You!
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Genre: Family, Funeral, Death
One more year, one more day,
I wish I had one more chance to tell her the things I couldn’t say.
All the memories, all the laughs,
Now your life is remembered with photographs.
Only the good die young but he took you too soon,
I want one more night of us talking under the moon.
I know you’re in a better place,
I just wish it wasn’t this way.
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Genre: Family
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Deep in the folds of the misty mountains,
On a calm and serene morning,
I lay in the cradle of dreamy slumber,
When the fog parted to sweet tinkling.
The music played through wood and stone,
Through cedar trees and shrubs of thyme,
Echoing off the valleys and plains,
That’s when I heard the anklets chime.
.
A stranger from a faraway land,
A land forgotten in times of yore,
She came from a land of dragons and elves,
Proceeded to narrate its everlasting lore.
The white wizard who’s always on time,
The young one with the lightning scar,
Played heroic roles and suppressed evil,
Their glory spread wide and far.
The golden lion that felled the white witch,
Defying death on the table of stone,
A wall of ice that goes on for miles,
Where weddings in blood set the tone.
Harmless family man, the bald alchemist,
The one who knocks, say his name!
Crystals he converts to riches aplenty,
But does not survive to lay his claim.
The Doctor sifts through space and time,
Where blinking can cost you dearly,
On and on she went about each story,
Till I could visualize her tale clearly.
.
‘That’s a world I’d like to visit someday’
My prompt, enthusiastic plea,
‘After all this time?’, she asks perplexed.
‘Always’, I reply with glee.
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