My Life, My Love.

by Tim Kline   Feb 7, 2012


On the Ninth month
In Ninety Two
On the Nineteenth day
My soul was released to fully bloom
Love looked me in the eyes
At lifes first moment it wasn't in disguise
My mother gave me this look
Quite frankly, Words cannot describe
She was so happy I arrived
And so happy that I made it
From birth I've been a warrior
The is simply no debatin
I was born with a big heart
And on the inside it had a large spark
The doctor said it wasn't to worry though
Because one day it'd take me very far
Exaulting with the stars
And away would go all of my scars
I'll take a picture & send a letter from mars
So along I went with my blue eyes
I was so happy to be loved
So thankful to be live
Ascending away
Into worlds words cannot again describe
Where pencils & pads
Are the prized possession
And at that moment I realized
Writing rhymes was my calling
After all of this exaulting
My life should have no more breaks of falling
But perfection isn't in my blood
It was long ago replaced with faulting
So I faulted
I imperfected perfection
And everyone heard it
Mother was worried
So of course she tried to nurse it
But simply I said
"No Mom, Let me turn it"
So at that moment I shifted
And at the same moment I was gifted
All of lifes loving things
And no words can begin to script it
But. . I couldn't accept it
Away with the gifts I lifted
To need I gave them
And smiles arose and I heard it
I heard love around the world
From one state to another
Smiles began to bridge it
As happiness bridged my life together
And on the land
Lay all of my loved ones
My future wife, Family, friends, My mother
Father, Sister and Brothers
Into and under the blankets I covered
Covered them from all evil
And with our love evil was smothered
My family now lives in Greatness
This is simply and only all love
So please, I ask nobody hate this
Because this is my world
And not allowed is any hatred.

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