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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

The Video 

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

 Maybe the eyes - to see, to see the colors, but to see color - is to be blind

 Start with the hands - to feel, to touch, to hold

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,

 Go back and read the writer’s poem

© 2011 MrVasco's EnterPrises . P.O. BOX 4100 . Asheboro, NC 27204 .

A Helper

I'm here to help,

and help I will.

The helper I will be

in your time of need.

From the helpless times

to hopeless moments.

Glory is the helper,

for lending, a helping hand.

Helping is life, love and joy

you can be a helper too if you

p l e a s e!

I'm a helper, anytime you need! ! !

Our life and four seasons

Birth years and spring days

how it all begins to liven up

we see the light of day

and spring begins to lighten our days

Summer days and younger years

days are longer and we are stronger

summer blooms with the warmth of the sun

we bloom with knowledge and love

The fall and mid age

Fall arrives and try’s to hold on to the warmth

of the summer

we try to hold on, to our youth and knowledge

fall felt the heat of summer

and then start’s to feel, the cold

freeze of winter

Mid life seen the joy of youth and hopes

to see the old age of wisdom

Old age and winter

our steps are shorter

and so are the days

winter will end and so will we

to a new beginning and in time

Or

to the holy land

forever and ever amen


© 2011 MrVasco's EnterPrises . P.O. BOX 4100 . Asheboro, NC 27204 .

All About Her

The blooming rosy of her smile

Glazing on her face.

That livens and lightens me.

 It's the soft smooth and dashing of her lips, 

sparks me - up and and start's me - off!

Thru the long and unpleasant painful day, 

And you’re nary here - beside me. 

But cherishing, pleasant and pleasing thoughts of her, 

To help aid and ease me thru!

At evening time underneath the bright stars, 

Of her eyes! 

Just like, upon heaven.

I've seen Polaris and Betelgeuse

SHE IS - my north star!

SHE IS - my guiding light!

That's where I HIBERNATE

All my nights!


© 2011 MrVasco's EnterPrises . P.O. BOX 4100 . Asheboro, NC 27204 .