My Mother

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FYI, my poems w/pictures can be found within my personal web pages at: http://bridgette.8m.com/poemswisdom.html and http://bridgette.8m.com/poemswisdom2.html . The true short story accompanying The Boy With No Name can be found at: http://bridgette.8m.com/blank_4.html

My Mother


It was not when I needed you that you gave me your hand --

you touched me in that special way when I was born.

 

It was not when I called you that you came --

you were standing next to me all the time.

 

It was not when I was down that you smiled --

you have always been the light in my life.

 

It was not when I thought I was alone that I looked to you --

you have always been my best friend,

 

and it will not be another day before I tell the world...



Bridgette Rodriguez
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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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