May 15, 2017

Cecille


From the cradle to the bed,
From tears I shed to blood I bled;
You've been there through it all.
You've pulled me up from every fall.

And when puberty hit and pimples grew,
We grew distant but we kinda knew,
You'll always be there for me too,
No matter the issue or even when tempers brew.

I met new people and gained friends through the years,
Picked up bad habits and cried bucketfuls of tears;
But the times I spent with you--------
They were still the greatest and fondest moments too.

And as I grew up and you grew old,
Your age neared to gold;
I realized time isn't our friend,
 I should be good to you while God has time to lend.

So know that the thoughts as I write these,
Are nothing short of love and reminisce;
We cannot go back to days gone by,
But now, we can surely enjoy the time left and try.


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This piece is penned as I thought of my mother, hence the title; this is also my belated Mother's day tribute to her and to all the mothers out there!

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