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You’re a beautiful fighter.
No other angel may compare,
In these eyes,
The one’s You gave me.
No heart have I known,
Bigger, kinder, genuine, gentler
No,… Nor any more unconditional
As is the way that you love.
As is the way of a beautiful fighter.
Mom, the day I found you,
Life having left you only moments prior,
I realized I’d never know another,
Champion already in my eyes,
A hundred times over…
Your strength, your will, your stamina, your devotion
Filled me, trained my body to react,
To fight back, so I tried…
I kissed your mouth and feed you air,..
Begging with encouraging yet pleading words,
Please mom, come back, not yet, I’m not ready…
Your tiny chest, in out of place wonder…
How could such a large heart reside there…
I pushed, I pressed I begged I kissed…
Fearing the worst but inside I knew better…
Because you Mom,
You Are A Beautiful Fighter.
This day you won,
Forever my champion,
I love you mom,
I’ve never been prouder than of you now,
Thank you for fighting Mom,
You never gave up, and I will never either.
I'm sorry for your loss. She
I'm sorry for your loss. She sounds like a wonderfull women, and mother. She raised a good person. Your words were deep, strong, loving, and full of your emotion. Very good. Thank you for posting this.
-Elfy*
Again, thank you...
Good news is, she is still with me. I wrote this poem after, by luck or divine intervention, her amazing heart began pumping again. This poem means so much to me. The day the world nearly said goodbye for now to the most wonderful, caring and amazingly unselfish human being I've ever seen. Thanks so much for taking time to read it. Now, if you are still able, one last request if I may... Hug your mother, kiss her and tell her how dear she is to you. Oh, do this every day. =)
jrfehlmann
I'm glad she is.:) God gives
I'm glad she is.:)
God gives special people 2nd chances, at least that's what I believe.
You don't need to thank me lol. It's no problem. I love poems and I love to read plus meet new people. So 3 all in 1. :)
And I'm sorry but I'm not close to my mother. At all. To a point I don't consider her my mom. Haven't since I was about 8 years old. Read the poem, mother why didn't you stop father that I just posted last night or day before, it will give you a glimps of why. My mother isn't dear to me, she is someone who has caused me pain.
The one I consider my mother is a aunt of mine, so I'll do as you asked to her instead.
-Elfy*