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Grandaughter Levanna
By:Madeliene
January 30, 2010
Days go by one at a time
I watch you grow
Yes this grandaughter of mine
Is anything but slow
A gifted child she is
She has an awesome streak
Of joy, artistic and creative
God is giving her a tweek
Of witch I could write a narative
She's getle and very curious
We talk of family and friends
To put her down would be ludicrous
Her ife is on the mend
She's a pleasure to be with
We play word games together
Her mystories are not myths
I will love her forever
I remind her that humility
Is a virtue to be nurtured
Her life has stability
Our relationship is like a jolly bowl of custard
We laugh at all sorts of things
She's a joy to have around
A voice like a bird she can sing
Once was lost but now she's found
She promised never to do drugs
That can alter her beautyful mind
She's affectionate and likes hugs
Sometimes impatien yet she's kind
Common sense is her strength
She's lovable I find
For her I will go to any length
She's a joy to have around
We have so much fun together
She wears a Spiritual crown
Unconditionally I will love her forever
She could be anthing she wants to be
She has dreams of life yet unlived
She will always be a treasure to me
Of myself to her I give
May she grow strong and true
Be of service to mankind
I will comfort her when she's blue
I will gently nudge her from behind
She never sesses to amaze me
Her little girl is wealthy
My great expectations she can see
Awesome the bond she has with me!
--grandma has loved you longer!--
January 30, 2010
Days go by one at a time
I watch you grow
Yes this grandaughter of mine
Is anything but slow
A gifted child she is
She has an awesome streak
Of joy, artistic and creative
God is giving her a tweek
Of witch I could write a narative
She's getle and very curious
We talk of family and friends
To put her down would be ludicrous
Her ife is on the mend
She's a pleasure to be with
We play word games together
Her mystories are not myths
I will love her forever
I remind her that humility
Is a virtue to be nurtured
Her life has stability
Our relationship is like a jolly bowl of custard
We laugh at all sorts of things
She's a joy to have around
A voice like a bird she can sing
Once was lost but now she's found
She promised never to do drugs
That can alter her beautyful mind
She's affectionate and likes hugs
Sometimes impatien yet she's kind
Common sense is her strength
She's lovable I find
For her I will go to any length
She's a joy to have around
We have so much fun together
She wears a Spiritual crown
Unconditionally I will love her forever
She could be anthing she wants to be
She has dreams of life yet unlived
She will always be a treasure to me
Of myself to her I give
May she grow strong and true
Be of service to mankind
I will comfort her when she's blue
I will gently nudge her from behind
She never sesses to amaze me
Her little girl is wealthy
My great expectations she can see
Awesome the bond she has with me!
--grandma has loved you longer!--
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
I'm so proud of my grandaught.Role Model
Action figures, Role models one in the same.
Bringing kids up on violence is this not insane!
Tattered troubled teens sent out on the streets
Of course they're stealing to have things to eat
Its apparent its a parent causing this child more harm
Impatiently waiting love that will never come from their arms
Mistakes made, joyously. With time due to come
Karma came as planned Understand where from.
Parents never make it leaving these kids behind
Causing so many problems inside erasing a stable mind
Bringing kids up on violence is this not insane!
Tattered troubled teens sent out on the streets
Of course they're stealing to have things to eat
Its apparent its a parent causing this child more harm
Impatiently waiting love that will never come from their arms
Mistakes made, joyously. With time due to come
Karma came as planned Understand where from.
Parents never make it leaving these kids behind
Causing so many problems inside erasing a stable mind
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
lifeUntil Now
we really never got along
when we were young you rejected me
we really never acted like sisters
for what happened when you neglected me
I never forgave you
until now
~ ~ ~
I realize you were young yourself
you wanted to play with your friends
it was not your fault, I didn't know
I need to make amends
forty years wasted
until now
~ ~ ~
please know I've forgiven you
you are very ill, your heart stood still
just for a moment
you are in a coma again
I didn't know I love you
until now
~ ~ ~
I will pray for you
and for another chance to be a sister
close like sisters should be
I hope we will be able to
I didn't know I would miss you
until now
when we were young you rejected me
we really never acted like sisters
for what happened when you neglected me
I never forgave you
until now
~ ~ ~
I realize you were young yourself
you wanted to play with your friends
it was not your fault, I didn't know
I need to make amends
forty years wasted
until now
~ ~ ~
please know I've forgiven you
you are very ill, your heart stood still
just for a moment
you are in a coma again
I didn't know I love you
until now
~ ~ ~
I will pray for you
and for another chance to be a sister
close like sisters should be
I hope we will be able to
I didn't know I would miss you
until now
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
To my only sister
My daughter…
My daughter…
My daughter once gave me a heart,
A heart full of love and tenderness,
A heart full of trust and respect,
A heart that spoke to me of a dad…
A dad, who cared,
A dad, who loved,
A dad, who taught,
A dad, who was patient,
A dad, who was always there.
Wherever you go dad,
Carry this heart with you, she said,
To remind you of me.
My daughter, my daughter, where are you?
I miss you!
My daughter once gave me a heart,
A heart full of love and tenderness,
A heart full of trust and respect,
A heart that spoke to me of a dad…
A dad, who cared,
A dad, who loved,
A dad, who taught,
A dad, who was patient,
A dad, who was always there.
Wherever you go dad,
Carry this heart with you, she said,
To remind you of me.
My daughter, my daughter, where are you?
I miss you!
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
This was written to my 2nd daughter, I have six, at a time when we were separated by a few oceans...Till the end of time…
A song to someone very special.
25/05/2002
Till the end of time…
The thought of you makes me smile,
Till the end of time…
The love of you fills me with warmth,
Till the end of time…
The touch of you makes my world complete,
Till the end of time…
The sound of your voice fills the void in my universe,
Till the end of time…
Your happiness is my delight,
Till the end of time…
Your sadness is my melancholy,
Till the end of time…
Your health is my vigour,
Till the end of time…
Your laughter is my mirth,
Till the end of time…
Your success is my pride,
Till the end of time…
Time may end one day, but my love for you will not,
Till the end of time…
But, most importantly,
Whatever you are, whoever you may become,
I will always love you,
Till the end of time…
Who are you?
You’re my daughter, all six of you!
25/05/2002
Till the end of time…
The thought of you makes me smile,
Till the end of time…
The love of you fills me with warmth,
Till the end of time…
The touch of you makes my world complete,
Till the end of time…
The sound of your voice fills the void in my universe,
Till the end of time…
Your happiness is my delight,
Till the end of time…
Your sadness is my melancholy,
Till the end of time…
Your health is my vigour,
Till the end of time…
Your laughter is my mirth,
Till the end of time…
Your success is my pride,
Till the end of time…
Time may end one day, but my love for you will not,
Till the end of time…
But, most importantly,
Whatever you are, whoever you may become,
I will always love you,
Till the end of time…
Who are you?
You’re my daughter, all six of you!
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
Dedicated to all 6 of them, my reason for living...Reason for My Rhyme
My life was like a rhyme with no reason,
An unfinished phrase.
In my song, there was no melody,
Always an uneven pace.
No fires to start, not even a flame.
Dull moments were there always,
No one with whom to play a game.
Then something happened, you came along.
You brightened my day,
And gave me a song.
You gave me a rhyme,
A point at the end of my phrase.
My song will never be wrong again,
Not now, nor the end of my days.
Now the fires burn within me,
There are always great flames.
Life is so exciting,
Never-ending are the games.
You, my son, have made my life,
Fully and so complete.
I thank God for you and I love you,
From your head to your tiny cute feet.
An unfinished phrase.
In my song, there was no melody,
Always an uneven pace.
No fires to start, not even a flame.
Dull moments were there always,
No one with whom to play a game.
Then something happened, you came along.
You brightened my day,
And gave me a song.
You gave me a rhyme,
A point at the end of my phrase.
My song will never be wrong again,
Not now, nor the end of my days.
Now the fires burn within me,
There are always great flames.
Life is so exciting,
Never-ending are the games.
You, my son, have made my life,
Fully and so complete.
I thank God for you and I love you,
From your head to your tiny cute feet.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
This was written when my son was born, almost 16 years ago!
Mending
Carved utilitarian shape, varnished with age,
worn, brown wooden spool once a tree, living,
now reduced to only inches - three.
Red fibers wrapped tightly ‘round,
and, in the wrapping to keep together,
both lights and shadows appear,
as fiber twists against fiber to give strength
yielding a texture of roughness
that belies the silky threads.
As they attempt to unravel themselves,
unbound, the thick fibers soften and flow
off the spool in a pool of crimson,
with more than a trace of blue.
Amy picks up the ancient spool of thread
given to her by her mother.
It had once been her grandmother’s, too -
a lifeline connecting them all,
stitching past to present to future.
With mother and grandmother gone,
it’s all she has to do the job of mending
the shirt her husband wants to wear.
Deftly, she pulls the fiber through
the needle’s eye and begins to stitch.
She notices that, unlike her marriage,
the color is a perfect match
and she sews to mend her tattered life.
worn, brown wooden spool once a tree, living,
now reduced to only inches - three.
Red fibers wrapped tightly ‘round,
and, in the wrapping to keep together,
both lights and shadows appear,
as fiber twists against fiber to give strength
yielding a texture of roughness
that belies the silky threads.
As they attempt to unravel themselves,
unbound, the thick fibers soften and flow
off the spool in a pool of crimson,
with more than a trace of blue.
Amy picks up the ancient spool of thread
given to her by her mother.
It had once been her grandmother’s, too -
a lifeline connecting them all,
stitching past to present to future.
With mother and grandmother gone,
it’s all she has to do the job of mending
the shirt her husband wants to wear.
Deftly, she pulls the fiber through
the needle’s eye and begins to stitch.
She notices that, unlike her marriage,
the color is a perfect match
and she sews to mend her tattered life.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2010
Post CommentThe Cage
The cage
Is invisible
But it really lock me tightly
The cage
Is made from resposibility and obligation
Is made from clear conscience
The cage
Will be melted by true love
will be melted by time
The cage
Will be thrown into the deep sea
Will be driven away by the tidewater
Sooner or later
Is invisible
But it really lock me tightly
The cage
Is made from resposibility and obligation
Is made from clear conscience
The cage
Will be melted by true love
will be melted by time
The cage
Will be thrown into the deep sea
Will be driven away by the tidewater
Sooner or later
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Posted: Mar 2010
Post Comment
From Me to You
There will be times when you are down
There will be times when you don't want to go on.
There will be times when you've lost your ground
There will be times when you feel all alone.
There will be times when you want to cry
Lay down and just wonder why.
But know that I am a thought away
Pick up the phone I will come to you any day
Cross the mountains and the sea
Nothing could stop little ol' me.
I will help you find your way
All you have to is say.
And I will help you to face your day.
There is no problem that is to great.
That we can't fix with a little fishing bait.
Grab a pole and I will grab the gear.
Don't forget the case of beer.
Let your troubles stay behind.
And we will use this time
And find. Another way to look at things.
And what your life can bring.
There will be times when you don't want to go on.
There will be times when you've lost your ground
There will be times when you feel all alone.
There will be times when you want to cry
Lay down and just wonder why.
But know that I am a thought away
Pick up the phone I will come to you any day
Cross the mountains and the sea
Nothing could stop little ol' me.
I will help you find your way
All you have to is say.
And I will help you to face your day.
There is no problem that is to great.
That we can't fix with a little fishing bait.
Grab a pole and I will grab the gear.
Don't forget the case of beer.
Let your troubles stay behind.
And we will use this time
And find. Another way to look at things.
And what your life can bring.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
Written for my son. I had a friend remind me of what my son is going thru right now. My son lives far from me. And he knows what I say in the poem already.
~Into a new world~
new life grows, cellular divide. Epidermis cover protects all thats within. Gestation, procreate glow of warmth face exude's. First time ever to nurture shared new life. Her body adjusts to nature's control. Little feet restless kick in the night. Smiling in sleep, morning tummy's just not right. Midwife's been called, water has broke, tiny life arrives, they lay arm in arm ... smiled eye to eye not a word said. Love that they shared one night..... has now become three~
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Apr 2010
About this poem:
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