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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