when a mother cries
her tears stab at her daughter’s heart
as they plummet to the floor
when a mother cries
he daughter cries too
because her heroine is wounded and she doesn’t know how or why
she cries because she cannot rid her mother of the pain
she cries most of all because she loves her mother
when a daughter cries because her mother cries,
her mother cries more
because her weakness has hurt her child
she cries because it hurts to know she’s the cause of her daughter’s tears.
she cries most of all because she loves her daughter
once the tears have ceased however
love remains
the love forever shared between a mother and her daughter
Portia Lane http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-daughter-cries/
beautiful poem, and so true –
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It is. Very evocative.
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It’s very moving.
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Thank you Lucinda
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So difficult – oh I feel for you guys so much. Are you okay? Yeah, stupid question – plse email me if you want to because my heart is with you.
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Oh Julie you have so much on your plate!! You are such a compassionate person. Thank you xxx
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Love you blog!
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Yes the LOVE remains… tersia ~ keep that with you. This was lovely …xRL
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I love the wordage in this, I love the truth in this, and I love the love in this! I’m going to share this with some of the daughters from Tapestries of Hope, if you don’t mind!
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the love you share
the words that say you care
those moments between you and your daughter
those drops of peace and happiness and joy
save them like drops of pearls
save them like diamonds rare
that is a form of unending love
that gives and gives and never expects
be there like a rock for your child
and i am sure she would win and survive
our world is one of miracles too
our world is an oasis rarities
and your child too shall her courage prove
just be there with a smile always
give her the courage to stand taller than before
she shall overcome her struggles soon
prove all wrong and herself right
she must win and win this time
make sure you are there to know
witness her strength, her wars, her fight
love can kill the worst of fears and
happiness shall soon return
changing the way she views her life…
with love and regards…
Dedicated to Vic and her wonderful Mom. :)
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Dear Monica, thank you for popping around. I am grateful because it led me to your blog. So much sadness.
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