PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Remember life for the beautiful moments. My first love and the first time we made love. Those beautiful eyes yea an angel in disguise. When my son was born. Cut the umbilical cord. When he gripped my finger showing me I'm not alone. My mothers love. Sometimes hard to understand. All I need is a hug and she's there with open arms. Beautiful moments and this should be your focus. My last love I thought was perfect then it became like the first. She stay sticking her tongue out. Liquor will not quench that thirst and the first is more mature now even takes our son to church. I'm so grateful for creation, mother nature and the Earth.