dee geyrozaga

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My Great Woman - Poem by dee geyrozaga

And then - it was nine.
You finally held my hand.

I was One, and I learned
to count each step I made.

Two, Three, Four and Five…
You were there to guide.

Six - when you let me learn
things and meet new friends.

Seven to Twelve - five long years,
You helped me confront all my fears.

At thirteen - no longer a child,
you told me to be more wise.

Fourteen to sixteen I was,
you guarded me so tight.

Seventeen to twenty-one,
a grown-up lady I become.

Twenty-two… I then offered you
a gift that was long due.

Five years after, here’s what you said:
“Bless you and I wish you happiness.”

And now ten years had passed,
I’m enjoying the life you once had.

I am now sharing your legacy,
to my kids - my own family.

On this mother’s day MOM,
I wish you’re still here with me.

To see how content and happy I am,
just like what you wanted me to be.

(for my mom-05/08/2008)

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  • Andrew mark Wilkinson (10/8/2008 5:06:00 AM)

    Dee this is a wonderful tribute to your mother, what wonderful one she sounds too... Andrew 10+ for you... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 8, 2008

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