Memories for my mother As the day ends, and the sunsets, the night begins, it's time to rest, let loose of the burdens, that rest upon your shoulders, let go of the tears, put your hair in rollers, I will hold you, until dawn reaches, lay your head in my lap, I will rescue you from the leaches, the memories that hurt you so, the memories, you can now let go. Brianna Michelle Johnson Copyright ©2007 Brianna Michelle Johnson rate my Poem 1-10
wow. i like yours freewheelin! "for those who don't have sane mothers" My madre drinks a whole lot and get's pretty crazy but she makes awesome breakfast! anyways...breeze, yours is good i wish i had the one i made my mom with me but i'm at school so no can do...there's a whole thing for posting your poems and reading others on hip: you should check it out i see your new so you should go there. well see you later and good poem again!
whoa..Peaceful_Breeze is really damn peaceful and a good writer. Hope your mother found that peace she was looking for! *hugs*
