Sonnet #1

Sun, 08/02/2015 - 23:43 -- yazy245
Since May ninety-seven she's stood by my side,
As she smiled and kissed and hugged me tight,
And year following year she's been my guide;
In life, in love, in learning she’s shed light.
But oddly each night when the sun hides its flames
Her eyes release the well of sorrowful floods.
“I don’t work all day for pay nor for fame
A simple ‘thanks Mom’ would do for my DNA”.
The tears have no true cause. I love my mom.
Nothing compares to the bond that we share,
Her smile, her kiss, and hugs make life seem calm 
And her sorrow has no logic - I swear!
So as I grow old, before bed each night,
I say I love you mom and hug her tight.
This poem is about: 
My family
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I really like this poem. Reminded me to say thanks to my mom every now and again. Good job :). Could you check out one of my poems? I'm new and would like to get some feedback if you don't mind. Please and thank you.


That means a lot to me thank you! Of course I will read your poems. (:

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