we scream and we yell
as another tick and minute of the clock has fell
i understand you are at that age
when your full of hormones, hate, and rage
and everything i do
and say
to you
turns into a battle
an all night
fight
that leaves us both rattled
no matter what you..do
no matter what you say
i will always forgive you
its a mother's way
i remember...being that age
so delicate and tender, yet so full of unknown rage
you believe because i am older, i can never
understand
so i give you my tears, as i hold out my hand
baby, dont let go
baby, i really do know
your not sure of your place in this world
your becoming a woman, yet your still my little girl
dont let these all night fights
justify it, and make this right
ive been where you are
positive, and yet unsure
so many opputunities, and open doors
not really sure
which one to enter in
not positive why this rage
for your age
is being locked in
all the anger being held within
just remember,
no matter what you say,
no matter what you......do
karessa, mommy will always and forever
be here and there for you........
totally honest, and totally true....
with every once of my being, always loving you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It will one day make the difference between the door always open.. and the one that was never closed...iip