Twisted?
We were kids; teens! “I love you” Your words to me… . Your face has faded since then Your words I vividly remember! Could it be A faded first love? Or A twisted love affair? -Susan McMillan
Tag: growing
Is it me or time?
Mama, I still wonder about the passing time without you about who you really were about your fading Smile In other mamas I swear I have seen your face I have heard your voice I have felt your touch It’s been a while though since I cried for you since I missed you…… Continue reading Is it me or time?
Mother’s day
Yesterday we celebrated mother’s day. We were celebrated as mothers and I am forever thankful for that honor. I am daily honored to be mommy to my two precious children. I am daily thankful that God out of his grace and love gave these precious gifts to me. I can never thank Him enough. As…… Continue reading Mother’s day
For a moment
For a moment Grant me a life time wish; To feel a mother’s love To know a mother’s touch To count on a mother’s kiss Allow me to know trust Only for a moment To be a child To belong to someone To be a jewel To be an answered prayer Only for a moment.…… Continue reading For a moment
My little one
Sparkles in little eyes A sweet grin every morning A soft landing into my arms With a breath I won’t forget All are mine to keep My little one. For my little ones
naive lie
” you will always be Number 1″ My little boy says. His little eyes say it’s true But I know It’s a “lie” A naive lie Until “she” appears. Susan McMillan For my little boy
High school
Like “ant piles” We made mounds in every corner Eager to learn, live and leave someday Trying to find ourselves Or something like that… Accepting changes In between class rooms . The hallways broke us; We made friends And lost them at times Had our first fights That lasted seasons Our worst of grades Glued…… Continue reading High school
Bare hearts.
Across the hall Against a wall A smile is tossed With assumption For communication . Just like that ! Paper thin Girl surrenders heart Boy secures heart . Bare! Hearts mingle Hearts tangle . A poke! . Hurt! . Drags her heart Dumps his heart To other hearts . Bruised and scared; Her heart His…… Continue reading Bare hearts.
Grandma
Love That gives beyond Limits A heart that stretches Miles and Miles A soft place To fall again and again . Grandma . A firm hand A present love A listening ear . Tender Selfless Compassionate; An All around blossom In the desert. Susan McMillan For all grandmothers that are just that special.
My baby
My baby, Over and over I have held you Making memories for me Of us Savouring each passing day In my heart pouch Singing my heart out to u Hoping you would remember The tunes of my heart. My baby, In my arms A day at a time You have grown. A moment after another …… Continue reading My baby
Rhythm In Life 