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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Mãe (mom)
to all the moms, out there!
from all their sons and daughters
that finds’ it difficult to express
their appreciation
as a baby child
she knows you’re Hunger,
she knows you’re wet
and when you’re sleepy
like only a Mãe can.
growing older a Mãe
known’s when we’re hurt.
feel’s the sadness of our pain
and the agony, that we feel
that’s a Mãe
we see the hurt, In her motherly eyes
the sadness in her caring face
when we are hurt
in pain
and
down on our luck,
how she comforts' In away
that only a Mãe can
let’s thank are moms
while we still can
for the love, the help, the caring
that only a mom can give
I will thank my mom, for all she has done
minha mãe, muito obrigado por tudo que você tem feito
I dedicate this poem to my Mãe
Mabel J. Resendes
I dedicate this poem to my Mãe
Mabel J. Resendes
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Mãe (mom)
© 2011 MrVasco's EnterPrises . P.O. BOX 4100 . Asheboro, NC 27204
Who’s the poet
The painter or the writer
The painter’s poem
The art of the light feather brush - fine flexible of strands
No matter the color - light, olive or dark
Should he start with the nose - smell - exotic intoxicating fragrance
Lips - to taste, to kiss - the begin start’s with a kiss
and then it blossom into love
the heart - is the foundation of love
Now that you “read” the arts of the painter’s poem,
© 2011 MrVasco's EnterPrises . P.O. BOX 4100 . Asheboro, NC 27204 .
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