Lance Carthen Poems
|121.||A Face In The Clouds||10/19/2006|
|122.||Sweet Wet Embrace||10/20/2006|
|123.||Death, Lust And Promising Smiles||10/20/2006|
|126.||Dirty Secrets Lust Pockets||10/20/2006|
Happy Mother's Day.
For it comes but once a year.
To a mother who loved her children.
Who held them close and dear.
To the one who gave birth.
Wiped our butts for years.
Best mother on this earth.
We found comfort when you were near.
Held our hands across out street.
Taught us right and wrong.
Endless love as far as the eye could see.
Greeted us when we came home.
A million poems dont amount to how much you really deserve.
When GOD made you he needed something special for his earth.
I see a rose in a pasture of cactus.
It reminds me so of you.
She has needles for fingers.
Her veins filled with dope.
Her heaven has fallen.
She has lost her soul.
She used to be beautiful...just like you.
Her face is disfigured.
Drowned sorrow in liquor.