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• Another Mother and Another Son - Part I (Revisiting)
  by JenniferB

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• Just This Morning...
  by JenniferB

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• A hand sewn smile
  by Nicole Ryan

  counting the minutes / way past heartaches / and bedtime

  Truth

• Daddies And Sons
  by Roger Sampson

  daddies and sons they like the same things / chocolate chip cookies and flying machines

  written with my dad and my two sons in mind / later a good friend ( Don Falk ) put it to music where it became / a number “one” hit three separate times on MP3.com / it’s very special to me

• Another Mother - Another Son Part II (Forgiving)
  by JenniferB

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• FATHER & SON
  by Sally Omar

  The Father sits proudly / With his son at his side / Must teach him many things / About the sea and the tide / How he must learn / To fish in…

  Thank you, Laura!!!! Please check out Laura’s (Dawnsky2) other awesome artwork / and writings on the RB

• Only A Mother Would know
  by Julie Langford

  I know you will find, how hard this will be / I’d act as your rock, you could lean on me

  As the big day draws ever so near for Deb – TrEaSuReDiMaGeS / / I would like to give her this message as she watches her son get married to the love of his life. / / All will be wonderful Debs – and I will be there by your side when you need a hand – just think of me and your friends here at Redbubble, and we will send you our strength.

• A MOTHER
  by Sally Omar

  The moment she feels the child within / She knows her life will not be as it has been / She now knows and always thinks / Her heart and her …

  HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! / Thank you, Hilary!!!! / Please check out my friend hilarydougill’s other awesome artwork & writings on / the RB

• Father and Son (2005)
  by JenniferB

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• His Father
  by JenniferB

  nor will i ever / forget the times, / when you stood / at my window / counting my crimes / watching me fuck / another guy / wishing / it was you…

  raw, fresh, wounded, open and as yet, unedited… break ups are never good scenarios / irrespective of who’s calling the shots, / lost interest… / or simpy / just needs to / move on… The following poem, thoughts, feelings, or whatever… were inspired by the sad, heart-felt words written in THIS poem… Thank you liciouspoet, I’m sorry that your sorrow, provided me with a muse, for the following memory…

• Grandpa
  by Sally Omar

  She glowed / Like a little star in his hand / She shimmered / And murmured as babies can / She held his finger / With all her might / It was hi…

  Dedicated to my Father!!!!

• A Fathers Words
  by Roger Sampson

  ...my son, where are you off to? / I am off to gain the world father, / and claim it for myself. / To you son, some advice… / then hurry on…

  My father raised me then let me go. / I learned from his wisdom; he will / always be my hero. My two sons / are now young men and are in charge / of their lives. I pray I have done my job / well…so far so good.

• Fruit of My Loins
  by Patricia Anne McCarty

  They sat in the dimly light room, one facing the other. At times, he could swear he was looking at a mirror reflection of a 20 year ol…

  In honor of a super hero.

• DAD & SON
  by Sally Omar

  He was tired / Very weak / He had no food / Didn’t sleep / Wife gone / All alone / Sorrowful / On their own / He carried his child / Child was fe…

• THE UNAPPRECIATED SON
  by Sally Omar

  With eyes cast down / He knocked on the door / Returning to his parent’s home / Once more He swore the last time / He would not return / Al…

• The Old Man
  by Sally Omar

  Quite sentimental, The Old Man / Asked to hold my hand / As he talked of days past / With tears in his eyes / Of the love of his life / His …

  It is very sad to see how parents can raise children but end up in nursing homes / alone, scared and without hope…many years ago I worked in a nursing home and / sat and talked to some of the elderly..their stories were very sad..sometimes / family did not even visit…and they were left to remember happier times..and live / a dismal life..I felt if there were no other choices and that nursing homes were the only answer at least families could visit with a little goodie, kind words and a kiss / and bring the elderly home for the holidays to allow them to feel the warmth of / family…

• PRECIOUS
  by Sally Omar

  PRECIOUS were they / Mother and Child / She only had him / for a little while / He came to save / the human race / from their sins, / dishonor …

  Thank you, Laura!!! / Please check out my friend Laura’s (Dawnsky2) other awesome artwork and / writings on the RB /

• FATHER & SON
  by Sally Omar

  A little boy being held in big strong arms / His father holding him / Keeping him from harm A love so pure it cannot fully be explained…

  Thank you, Helen!!!! Your photo FATHER’S LOVE my inspiration!!!! / Please check out my friend Helen Bascom’s other awesome artwork & writings on / the RB /

• COMA
  by Sally Omar

  Quietly sleeping dreaming of her mom and dad / Of a life so sweet she once had / Hearing whispers and voices she heard before / And t…

  This is what I believe it is like to be in a Coma

• Old Brown Boots
  by vjwriggs

  Harsh hard bush lands on which I’ve had to muster / And the paper bark forests supplying me with shelter

  A poem I guess about some old brown boots

• IN MEMORY OF A SON
  by HELUA

  I have soared to the Sky as a Heron

• A time to be born.......
  by Ozcloggie

  Yesterday I found myself stopped at some roadworks, with tears flowing down my cheeks. The dam had burst.

  “The sun always shines, in Australia”, my uncle told us, in Gouda. So we migrated. / “You just have to fit in”, our friend, Gerard van Hoorn, told the Dutch newspaper reporter, in 1956. (Je past je maar aan, zegt de Heer van Hoorn, said the headline.) / “No-one, in the family got to be this old.” / “It’s time to go Upstairs or Downstairs.”

• boy in car
  by jegustavsen

  Friday, June 10, 2005 / boy in car so i’m in the car driving tyler to register for drivers / ed…he’s busy playing his latest cold pla…

  This was written after registering my son (youngest) into driver’s ed class.

• Fatherling
  by AffectMachine

  I am a sudden fatherling and rehearse again the vulnerability of love . . . feeling my son’s fear. . . I know he has become an acquainta…