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MY LITTLE ONE



My little one whose tongue is dumb,

whose fingers cannot hold to things,

who is so mercilessly young,

he leaps upon the instant things,



I hold him not. Indeed, who could?

He runs into the burning wood.

Follow, follow if you can!

He will come out grown to a man



and not remember whom he kissed,

who caught him by the slender wrist

and bound him by a tender yoke

which, understanding not, he broke.





Tennessee Williams







Time and Again





TIme and again, however well we know the landscape of love,

and the little church-yard with lamenting names,

and the frightfully silent ravine wherein all the others

end: time and again we go out two together,

under the old trees, lie down again and again

between the flowers, face to face with the sky.





Rainer Maria Rilke









© Allie B. Quaglieri

Every time that I smile,

Every time that I sigh,

I think of your face,

And a tear escapes my eye.



You were my world,

My inspiration and my heart,

But when you left me,

I thought I would fall apart.



You were my best friend,

My one true 'confidante',

And that's not all you were,

You were also my mom.



I didn't want to live without you,

But you would have wanted me to,

And if there's anyone I want to make happy,

That anyone is you



I would have given anything to have you back,

But I know now that it was meant to be,

For you are still watching from up there,

And I know you're watching me.



I'll make you proud mom,

I'm going to fulfill your wish,

You're going to see me and smile,

That's a daughter's promise.









© Belinda Stotler

My Mother seems so far away from me,

On that beautiful white shore across the sea.

Yet I remember love’s soft glow upon her face,

And the feel of her touch and tender embrace.



When I am weary from the burdens I’ve borne,

And the path is unclear and I feel so forlorn,

I remember her loving support was always near,

And her advice made the path ahead seem clear.



When I feel there is no one who seems to care,

Or when the heartache seems too hard to bear,

I remember how she always stood by my side,

And would tenderly wipe away the tears I cried.



When there are moments of great joy and pride,

And I wish my Mother was standing at my side,

I remember she saw more than I thought I could be,

And know I owe my triumphs to her belief in me.



When I reminisce about the things she used to say,

And I miss her and think she is so far away,

I remember what she gave lives on through me,

And one day I’ll see her on the shore across the sea.

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MeadowImp
15:15 Nov 24 2010

:) like the last one very much

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