I looked
out of the window of time
where I once saw my mothers eyes
To my surprise
there she was again
She put her hand to the glass
She said put your hand to mine
I couldn't understand
how this could be
Then I realised
I was back as a child
She said son
your going to meet someone
She's going to change your life
She's going to have your child
Just like a lily flower
She's going to make you smile
Now as a man
I sometimes look out of the window and smile
I tell my daughter lily
of the time I saw a ghost
that looked just like her nan
EXCELLENT, MOTHER! THY NAME IS LOVE, WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR. MAY GOD BLESS U A JOYFUL YEAR WITH FULL GOAL OF LIFE. HAPPY NEW YEAR.
I really like this poem of yours! Its truly a wonderful poem!
your theme is fascinating. I ve read your works as you request..I owe you thanks for reading mine. Each poet writes in his own style I am a die hard formalist. I rarely try to write free style my muse begs me to desist. She says I need the discipline That is imposed by formality
Wow. Wonderful tribute to mother.....Fantastic write. Loved the way you presented it so beautifully.
Well Dave this is beautiful well done i look forward to number three
Danny Draper (2/29/2012 2: 16: 00 AM) | Delete this message You Sir have a grace that escapes so many but here the eloquence of a deft wordsmith delivering visceral and palpable emotions free of cliche and contrived sentimentality. Onto 3.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
brother, i love this one... absolutely perfect!