Mother's day poem.

A tribute to my mother. I love you.

What mothers mean to me. This is dedicated to my mother, for all that she has done for me, and for all the times that i could never tell her how much she means to me. I love you, Mom.

She'll get better, i know it

A reflections on the Mother's Days of my life. Dedicated to all who have lost mothers.

Angeline Winnchester was eleven years old when she wrote this. And she understands. Goes with "Winners Can be Losers"

This poem could actually mean a lot and needs no introduction for the title makes it obvious

When ignorant young male cousins' sharp words affect me far more than they should. I thought I might share my feelings with people who would not take offense or any action but simply listen. Reviews always appreciated.

A poem in remembrance of a child i was forced to leave behind.

A poem.

...ugh...

About my father.

Observing...enjoy!

Just a poem I wrote, feel free to interpret it as you choose. Critiques welcome!

Thoughts on a lost baby.

A poem for Raven, who never even had a chance to live...

Something about nice family love. ;

My first peom... I dont know if the format is right though... But it's a poem about me and my mom, who I love but... Just read and find out ... Please?

We were so wrong together, but maybe that was the best thing about us. We were on a collision course with the end, but the journey wasn't all bad getting there.

This poem is dedicated to my grandpa Albert Carpenter who died in an horrible accident when I was younger.

its about child abused kids and how they suffer i found it lying in my trashbin in my garage ,its been there since 2003 ,when i was ten 0.o

Dirt and sawdust are the grains on the beaches in my father's heaven

Life leads only to death...

Her mommy was gone... was never really there for her at all.

i'm counting my sheep and each one that passes is another dream to ashes