I named you for the flower that grows on the Scottish Moors,
like the ones in Bronte's novel, that Catherine so adores.
Just like an angel heaven sent, you always care for me.
I am a mom, who's trapped in pain, it's you who sets me free.
At times when I give up, you don't, you always keep me going.
I'm blessed, but undeserving, of the love you're always showing.
You're a daughter most devoted to a mom you love so dear,
I can't believe how lucky that I am to have you near.
I love you with my heart and soul, appreciate your worth,
your tender heart, your gentle touch, the greatest gifts on earth.
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Writing Prompt |
POETRY ONLY
*Compose a RYMING poem (words at end of lines rhyme) for a REAL PERSON who is Currently alive.
*Only 10 lines in length
*ONE color font / ONE color background
*Picture (or not) author's choice--any source
*Author notes allowed
*Dedication, IF desired, may be added above text of poem (NOT IN the body of the poem) ~ does NOT count in total number of 10 lines
~ NO ~
*animations, videos, music, or pictures with ANY words
* NO warnings of ANY kind ~ keep poem clean
AT LEAST FIVE (5) ENTRIES MUST BE RECEIVED BEFORE VOTING BEGINS |
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Love Poem for a Special Loved One Contest Winner
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Author Notes
Heather is a small flower in various shades of blue, purple, and white, that grow on the Scottish Moors. Catherine is a character in the Bronte novel Wuthering Heights. Heather, my daughter, is the light of my life. By pain, I mean physical pain that keeps me from moving freely.
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