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Scraped

I scraped my knee again.

Mom is going to be angry.

She’s going to count to ten

So I’ll enter the house, ending my play abruptly.

.

My knee already hurts but she’ll still scold me.

I’ll get banished to my room like Rapunzel trapped in the tower.

She’ll ground me indefinitely

Though I don’t know what that means.

All I know is that it would be more than an hour.

.

So instead of telling mom that I scraped my knee

I’ll keep this a secret and just wash the wound completely.

Mom doesn’t need to know so I can continue playing.

That sounds like a good plan, that’s all I’m saying.

©Maria Michaela

Hey Mom

I fixed my coffee, work was due again

Then I heard familiar steps coming down the stairs.

Dressed in her night gown,

She limped slowly down the stairs since her feet hurts again.

She smiles sleepily upon seeing me

I greet her good morning as I hug her tight.

She’s older and frailer now

So different from her younger years.

I ask, “Hey mom, want some coffee?”

As we slowly start our days.

All For You

For me and not anyone else

For you and whatever it takes

I will climb mountains 

Ride the shooting star

All for you dear parents

I’d go the distance, no matter how far

Her Smile

She lights up the room as she often does

Gracefully she carries the weight of the world

Her pain she endures and spreads love all around 

Her smile is like Mona Lisa’s or even better

She’s called by many names but there’s only one name I call her

And that is “Mom”

Inahan nga pinalangga
Walay sama akong paghigugma sa imo
Pagbati nga hangtod sa kahangturan
Walay makalupig

I love you, mother
My love for you cannot be measured
A love that lasts until forever
And nothing can ever compare

The Woman

She has hair a mix color of black and brown
Eyes, big, brown, and beautiful that seems to keep
An endless sunrise whenever she smiles.

She has a way with people but
Beware of her temper
When she loves, however, it is endless,
It is boundless
It is true.

She is strong, and most often
Even when she wants to give up,
She wears her Mona Lisa smile
And show the world what she’s got.

Sugar Cookies

She told me “no”
And I asked “why”
She said, “you know…”
And all I could do was sigh

I wanted to play
Outside where it was raining
But mom said, “no way”
So I was inside nearly crying

Sweet sugar cookies she gave to me
I smiled ear to ear
“When you’re well you may play outside again,” she beamed at me
It didn’t even matter since the cookies erased my tears

Maria Michaela

Tired (A Mother’s Woe)

Body, weak and numb
I get tired too

I may not look like it
But I ache all over too

I may appear super
But I am still human
I am an ordinary person
But will do extraordinary things for you

You think you need a break?
Try raising three kids at once
But I never complained because I did it for love

I may not look like it
But I am tired and a few beauty rests is what I need

Everything

Everything
What do you give to someone who has given you everything?
No amount, no material things…nothing
Her love is true and can never be fathomed

Cheers to the one
Who brought me to this world
Whose undying love fills me up
The one who taught me real courage
To my mom….my everything

That Woman, My Mother

She gives her all never asking for anything in return
She’s tired all day but when she sees her children, she’s reborn
She goes the extra mile
Still manages to put on a smile
She is super and fun to be with
She only knows how to give
Oh that woman! She’s beyond compare
And this to the world I have to share

Don Charisma

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