For my mom.
My mother, who loves me with all her heart. My mother, who I love so dearly. I am too big now, to be held in your arms. I am now so tall, that I no longer reach up to you. I am no longer scared of the things that made me cry. I have grown from the little infant that you held that day. Soon we will no longer live in the same house. Someday we will say goodbye. My mother, who loves me with all her heart. I love you, with all my heart.
Upon the white my memories dance, Weaving my thoughts into a flurry of scattered emotions, That slowly begin to tear at me. With a silver blade in hand, I dance upon the white. As I try to hold onto m
There are people who only see the things before them. There are those who look beyond themselves. Some will never understand the world before them. While others find their path in the world. Humans ar
Under falling snow, in a soft warm embrace. Safe and sound you are, in these arms of mine. When I cannot hold you, I will watch over you. Like a bird, I will always be there. Under falling snow, you a