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For my mum

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Brown bear, you were there before I could walk

Before I could laugh; before I could dream;

Brown bear, you were there before I could talk;

Before I could cry; before I could scream.

My life story in intertwined with yours

We unearthed the world one step at a time

We climbed hills and walked across the moors

Our corner of the world was so sublime.

Seasons have turned and I’ve grown like a tree

I’ve flown the nest; I work in the city;

But here you are! Still watching over me

Just how nature intended it to be.

There is just one thing I would like to say;

Thank you mother, for being there, always.

Notes:

1. Photo taken from http://www.bitstrips.com/ – one of my latest Facebook-related addictions. It’s really fun and useful when wanting to wind up your mates 😉

2. Mum, you said you preferred poems that rhymed so I wrote this one just for you :p

Author:

I like to think I'm a story teller. I love stories. I believe the world is filled with stories just waiting to be told and learned. I enjoy travelling down the road less travelled, with my iPhone and journal in each hand. Here you'll find all my poetic musings... Enjoy!

11 thoughts on “For my mum

  1. I love this! I love poetry ( I write poetry as well) This is beautiful. I can relate to this with my own Mum. I admire your work! I have followed you and I hope to read more of your work! Please view my page if you feel inclined to do so!

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    1. Thank you very much for your kind words. I am happy you found a way to connect with my writing and it would be a pleasure to visit you work. Us poets, we gotta stick together!! Thanks again 🙂

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      1. Indeed! You are most welcome. I believe that the best poetry is the kind which can be related to. Thank you for the follow 🙂

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      2. No worries. I just liked your FB page… I’m dipping my toes in their too 🙂

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    1. Thank you 🙂 I think ‘Brave’ must be one of few Disney movies I haven’t seen… I’ll have to go check it out!

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