Quite Empty Quite at Rest a poem by Emily Dickinson( poetry dedication )

To my little birds, for whom I will forever ache, missing under my wings since 12/13/2012… gone, but always on my mind and in the hole in my heart that can only be filled by you, A, R, r, Z. You are forever in my prayers and thoughts. My hope is that you are truly happy, genuinely allowed to enjoy your childhood, and that you do not suffer paralyzing grief because of our separation. I hold hope in my heart that one day we can sweep up the pieces, laugh and cry about all we have lost/missed, and can never again be forcibly kept apart. This poem is by Emily Dickinson…and is my dreaded, daily reminder of you, my sweet angelbabies…love you to the moon and back, more than ice cream, and forever and always…

Quite empty, quite at rest,
The Robin locks her Nest, and tries her Wings.
She does not know a Route
But puts her Craft about
For rumored Springs
She does not ask for Noon
She does not ask for Boon,
Crumbless and homeless, of but one request
The Birds she lost.

 

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Ode To Adunijeh ( Poetry)

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Ode To My Son, Adunijeh
And when you’d wake up
You’d look for me and smile
And your smile beamed like the sun
So brilliantly shining in my direction
Meant just for me and me alone
You knew I was your mom
I knew you were my son
The bond between was there
Though they trampeled upon it hard
My soul anxiously waited, yearned for those precious moments
My heart exploded simultaneously with pain and joy
Because it wasn’t the recognized, respected, admired, connection, between a mother and HER child, that it was
And because those moments where we both breathed our bond, were like manna from heaven
They punctuated the reality of our relationship and reminded me I was indeed worthy, and you, your eyes, your smile, your face, all of you, the full, perfect, innocent beauty of you

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Enriched me with a new, glorious purpose
You gave depth to my value
And even though we’re not together
And it’s been so long we’ve been apart
Even if I wont ever be with you again
Even if you never loved me again
Even if you hated me
Please know that you are an immeasurable treasure
Irreplaceable
And if those good memories of you, and of our sacred, untainted time together
Is all I’m allowed
Is all I’m left with
You will still be worth it
Because I love you
And that’s never going to change

 

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© J. L. D 2018 Love Letters To Our Children

 

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You Made Me A Mother ( Poem and Picture Quote)

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I felt you. You were a pea. Then a lemon. Then an eggplant. I followed advice. I read twelve books. I quite coffee. Could you tell I was scared?

I talked to you, sang to you… I wasn’t ready.

But then you were here. Ten toes. Seven pounds.

Love. Big Fat love.

I held you. I fed you. I realized that I would spend my life doing things to make you happy- and that would make me happy.

And then there are the times I want to give up.

You’ve made me rethink my sanity. You’ve made me want to fall at my mother’s feet and tell her that I get it. But then you smile and you say my name….and you grab my hand with those little fingers.

We’re growing together.

We are seeing the world like it’s new. I will open my heart and love will rain down all over you.

You’ll giggle and I’ll do it all over again. And we will walk hand in hand until you let go. I made you, but you made me a mother.

 

– Unknown

 

 

 

 

 

Heart Torn in Two By M.R.M (Poetry)

Though I didn’t know you, still you grew a part of me, suddenly aware of the child within, wondering Who would you be like and how would you react…
as years gone by colored by the lies you were told, when would that truth I knew as fact unfold?
First it was my body that surrounded you so close, then it was my womb that protected you with every battered dose,
I crawled on hands and knees to try and get away, from the biological co-creator who kicked, slapped and strangled me.
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It wasn’t myself for whom I was concerned, it was the unborn child who may never know just how much hate their mother had to endure.
Did it make me strong, or was I too weak to be bold? The depths of despair of a woman pregnant with new life, only tears of fear that threatened daily that scared wife.
So whatever it is I didn’t tell you, this you must know, It was your life that saved mine with every hit I took, and I’m so very sorry for all the horrors that horrid man I call a crook.
Think what you want but someday you shall see, God gave me you, despite the violent abuse against me.
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Forever my Love goes on and my heart is torn in two, simply because of your resentment for my doing whatever I knew how to do.
Surviving is not thriving, and freedom was a fight, every day I think of you and forgiveness is my plight.
I left that man who bruised every part of who I was, and now I live to shout and fight for what is noble and what is right.
You my dear child I cry for in the middle of each night.
With Love yesterday, today and every tomorrow, Your Mom xoxo
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Missing You By L.D ( Poetry and Picture Quote)

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” It’s not just me missing you. Everyone here on my side of the mirror remembers you face and your infectious smile. The friends you had are still your friends. Family too is always here loving you, still rooting for you, wishing you well and wishing you back into our lives.”

© L.D 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

 

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You Are Close By K.R ( Poetry)

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” You are close, even if I can’t see you

You are in my heart ,even when far away

You are in my thoughts, my dreams, my blood, my soul

For you are my Child,

and I am your Mother.”

© K.R 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

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My Hero By Amelia G Perkins ( Poetry)

This one goes out to all the Mom’s out there who give it all they’ve got and more.

My Hero
© Amelia G. Perkins
Most people think of a hero as a superstar
My hero is an everyday person
My hero is my Mom.

My mom is a hero she stands for hope
My mom is a person you see every day
My mom is there when I’m trying to cope
My mom was there when I was little and all I wanted to do was play.

My mom is strong and has beat all odds
My mom is a teacher and works hard at her job
My mom is a hero, she is my crystal ball
My mom is a hero who I know, will catch me if I fall.

My mom is my shining star
She is the one I look to when times are hard
Sure she isn’t perfect but she isn’t that far from it
But to me she is as perfect as any mom could be.
Mom you are my hero, my everything!

*This poem is dedicated to all the moms around the globe*

Source: My Hero, Mother Child Poem

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To My Mother By Edger Allan Poe ( Poetry)

“To My Mother”:

The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother”
Edgar Allan Poe

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I Will Always Love You by K J ( Poetry)

I know my arm is strong
the landscape of it’s breadth has held new life
has cradled the sweetest innocence
and protected a beating heart
I know my arm is strong
the same arm,
clenched tight by an angry fist,
is still strong

My voice is still here
the power of my words to heal and sooth
the joy of song and treasured talk
the chosen silence and the answers
no matter how heavy the hand
to bring down my voice,
my voice is still here

The heart
no words can tell
written, spoken, heard,
how you are my heart
my dearest child
that the deepest well within my being
holds your light and memory
always,
always,
and no man
no woman
no power, being, or force
shall take you from me
shall shake my grasp
of hope
that i will be your mother
that you are my child
and I will always love you.

K.J © 2015 Love Letters To Our Children

 

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