It's no heavy load to carry,
She tell's me,
To be kind,giving in loyal.
It's no heavy load to carry,
She tell's me,
To keep an eye on your friends and family
in times of trouble
It's no heavy load to carry,
She tell's me,
To go help your neighbor out,
We're only passing through in life,to figure that all out
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Posted: Nov 2013
About this poem:
It's a line my mother,uses alot, ''It's no heavy load to carry'' means basically, you'll only gain more from helping one another out, doing a college course,better yourself,by doing good, to take that few minutes,to ring a friend,make someone a simple cuppa of tea. So I've wrote this poem for my mother,because her actions speaks louder than words,but I wanted to put that in writing,I will show her someday,this poem.
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As I see the door fridge open,
I run and hop with glee,
Mum has opened the door of that fridge for me
She goes to the cupboard,and open's the press for me,
and out pops that shiny spoon as my eye's light up with glee
She pull's off the lid carefully,just for little me,
as I sit down beside her,I can't wait to get stuck in quickly
For I am all yoghurt now,sticky as can be,but I can wear a big Yoghurt smile for the whole wide world to see.
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
To my beautiful daughter, life is about the small things,and the happiness she gets out of something simple, when I say you want a yoghurt,she run's into the kitchen like a shot.
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