I am Losing My Mom Soft breaths fading,A dimming light, serene,Her hands once warm,Now gentle, cold, unseen.Mom’s laughter echoes,In rooms now silent, bare,Her stories linger,In the air, everywhere.Tears trace the paths,Of love’s deep grooves worn,I am losing my mom,In dawn’s pale mourn.Yet in each sunrise,Her smile I see glow,In winds, whispers,Mother’s love, it still flows….
Today, the flowers seem to bow,Colors muted under sorrow’s shroud.The cards lay still upon the table,Unread verses, emotions unable.Sunlight streams, but lacks its glow,Shadows longer than they ought to show.Morning tea cools in its cup,Silent toasts to memories brought up.A smile forced, through tears that fall,Her laughter echoes off the walls.Alone, I hold the gifts…
Last Goodbye In the dim room, your hands were my calm,A tender grip, soft and warm.Each breath a feather, light and frail,Words unspoken, our silent tale.Your eyes, a mirror of the past,Echoing laughter, moments vast.A smile creased, through the pain,Farewell unsaid, in your gaze lain.Touch so gentle, with the fading light,A threadbare peace, as day…
Eco de tu Voz (Echo of Your Voice) Eco de tu Voz Tu voz flota,en eco suave,seda que envuelvemi alma nave.Te busco en sombras,en la brisa leve,sueño despiertodonde tu risa se atreve.Espacio vacío,tu ausencia me mueve,en el silencio,tu eco me lleva y eleva. Meaning “Eco de tu Voz” is a poignant reflection on the enduring…
Mommy, I Miss You Mommy, your laughter still fills the room,Yet silence falls like a sudden gloom.Your scent lingers in folded clothes,In the kitchen, where love once rose.Mornings break with a missing beat,Echoes of your steps, the empty seat.Mommy, each corner speaks your name,Without you, home’s just not the same.Your garden blooms, but misses your…
Threads of Love Mama’s voice, a gentle tide,Echoes softly, far and wide.Stitches tales in the dim light,Colors blend into the night.Her hands, a dance upon the seam,Crafting more than just a dream.Mama’s words, a woven spell,In every loop, her stories dwell.Patchwork memories, tenderly sewn,In each thread, her love is shown.Mama’s care, in cloth and thread,Blankets…
Grace and Glory Bells toll in the morning light,Songs of grace fill the air bright.Hands folded, heads gently bow,In church pews, we honor them now.Flowers laid on sacred ground,Soft prayers are a soothing sound.Heroes slept, in peace, they rest,With crosses marking their brave quest.Through faith, their courage we recall,For freedom, they gave their all.God’s love,…
Little Heroes’ Day Flags flutter, bright and high,In the breeze, under the sky.Picnics on this sunny day,In the park where children play.We remember, with a cheer,Heroes brave, both far and near.They kept safe our lands and seas,So we live in peace and ease.Thank you, heroes, for your might.Thanks for making our world right.With small hands,…
Quiet Gratitude Fields of white stones, each a silent tale,Flags flutter softly in the mourning gale.Honor their memory, sacrifices cast,In quiet gratitude, forever vast. Meaning This short poem pays homage to those who have fallen in service, symbolized by the white stones of military cemeteries and the flags that flutter above them. It speaks to…
When the parades have all gone by,And quiet settles ‘neath the sky,Remember me, not just todayBut every day in your own way.On Memorial Day, recall,The price of peace is dear for all.Each martyr’s step, each veteran’s strife,Carved paths of hope through their sacrificed life.In fields where poppies dare to creep,Over stones where the valiant sleep,Their…
