Phillip Alan Green

Mother - Poem by Phillip Alan Green

To eyes,
That saw beyond the lies,
And love,
That which will never die,
To a heart,
Thats kind, forgiving ever,
To a Mother,
Whose purpose was to give life pleasure.

From a son,
Not always grateful and kind,
From promises,
That were nothing but lies,
To words,
That are long overdue,
From my heart,
I immortalise this to you.

And words,
That change the course of life,
And words,
That erase problems and strife,
For words,
I'll utter soft yet true,
The words,
Are simple; Thank you.

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  • (7/31/2008 3:47:00 AM)

    A passionate tribute to one so dear. Excellent. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, July 4, 2008

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