MOTHER'S ARMS

I wish I was a child again,

Nestled in my mother's
arms.

I long to hear "It'll be all right,"

As she gently strokes
my hair.

'Cause grownup problems can seem too tough.

Hard to face
them on my own.

I wish I was a child again,

Nestled in my mother's
arms.

Your Smile brightens my day

Your kisses melt my heart

I have been wrapped around your tiny little finger from the very start.

The very first time that I saw you you were still growing in my womb.

 But at that very moment right then and there I knew

I could never love another with the Love I have for you

You are my first born child

In my heart a special place you hold

You will always be my baby even when you have grown and are ready to start a family with children of your own

When that day comes my precious child you will understand why I will always love you unconditionally till the very end 

                                                                                                        `* Love You Aniyah

Before you were conceived, I wanted you
Before you were born, I loved you
Before you were here an hour,
I would die for you & this is the miracle of love.

You are the poem I dreamed of writing
the masterpiece I longed to paint.
You are the shining star I reached for In my
ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled...
You are my child.
Now with all things I am blessed.
                                                             `* A little poem for my lil angel

You Are Not
Alone

When ever you’re feeling
down,

 

Or at times even feel
pain

 

Don’t think we don’t
worry,

 

Call on us, my
friend.



Never forget, you’re not
alone.

 

We will stand by your
side.

 

So there’s no need to
feel this way

 

We are here to wipe those
tears away.

Ill dance like a clown if
I have to,

 

Ill even tell silly
jokes,

 

I will do what ever it
takes.

 

So you don’t feel
alone.

Many nights I
pray

 

You will get better soon

 

So like children we can
go outside and play.

 

Till it gets so dark that
we can see the moon.

 

And that day will come,
you will see.

 

It will be just you and
me.

So please, when ever you
feel sad again,

Call me, Ill rush right
over my friend.

We will joke and smile
that day.

Ill make you feel loved
again.

And when you call if I’m
not there?

Read this poem I
wrote.

I know it’s not the same,

But it lets you know
you’re not alone.

      

                                                    `* To My Dear Friend Kj -

I Hate My Period

I hate my stupid (.)
it drives me so insane
i hate my stupid (.)
because it brings me so much pain
i hate my stupid (.)
when he comes, he stays for days
i hate my stupid (.)
i say dont, but he comes anyway
i hate my stupid (.)
it gives me unwanted things
i hate my stupid (.)
my gifts are all moodswings
i hate my stupid (.)
i wish he'd stay away
i hate my stupid (.)
he's visiting me today....