Daughter of mine
Stronger than you think
This little girl shy and sweet this little girl came with a treat , I was blessed to be your mom and I knew that one day you would be strong.
Daughter of mine can’t you see you are so beautiful and free.
Daughter of mine you must know that your love would over grow.
Now your a mom isn’t it sweet ? who would’ve thought this was your treat.
Watching you take care of your bundle of joy makes me so proud and over joyed.
Daughter of mine the next steps that you take just know I will still be there so you don’t break.
The journey you are on is where you belong this daughter of mine will always be strong.
There will be times, that will get rough, daughter of mine I know your tough.
So don’t ever think you can’t get through because the daughter of mine will shine through.
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Gwendolyn Farris - baldwin
I am a mother of 4 children , I enjoy writing poems in my spare time. My goal is to become an author and have all of my poetry published in a book.
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A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli4 days ago in Poets
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