My love to hold me and to be held in return
The strongest feminine fight
With the softness that make clouds feel like sandpaper
She is the backbone of my every decision
And the sweet melodies that send me off to a nights rest in peace

My maternal guardian angel,
She is the protector of my own evils
And the caretaker to which I am forever in debt
Giving her life for me and making me want to improve
As she lives thru me my happiness is hers

My sibling, friend, and role model
She’s been by my side
Even when the position held invaluable
A woman so driven from within
Nothing she wouldn’t do for her little brother
And below her big heart
The fourth woman in my life
She’ll be here in a week
And with all the other wonderful women in my life
I have high expectations for this one

10/13/2009

Author's Note: I know this is not by any technicality a "good poem" but to me its priceless please dont critisize it to harshly it'll break their hearts. thank you.

Posted on 10/13/2009
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