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Anonymous
So it is time now, my daughter
Time for your own base
Time for an adult life
Without parenting embrace
I wish you luck, my love
out there, without me
You’re exploring life now
A free soul, you want to be
Time will show
if you let loose
Time will tell
which path you’ll choose
You’re a strong woman
Still very young
Believe in your strength
and hold your tongue
I’m your mother dear
You’re on my mind
But time is now
Your own way, find
I will always always
love you dear
Fly away now
I’m waiting here

GjenopprettetMedlem
Å, det ligger så enormt mye i dette diktet. Minner ,glede, vemod....
En epoke er difinitivt slutt, en ny er begynt.
Et barn vil på en måte alltid forbli et barn i et mors hjerte.
Vakkert, Lie

Anonymous
Dette diktet sender jeg tilbake til meg selv i 18-årsalderen i en telepatisk tidsreise.
Her og nå derimot sier jeg høyt og tydelig takk.
And I would like to join in
where shall I begin
sing a slightly different song
to my dear and youngest child
spread your wings my little bird
and let the wind be your embrace
strengthening you from behind
caressing your tender face
as you ride your bike to school
on your own for the first time
And here's to you, my oldest boy
may that gorgeous and infectious laughter
stay with you in the hereafter
also patience be your friend
in adventures of a different kind
as you now attempt a journey
into freedoms of the mind age nine
reading your first novel
of 600 pages
I'll be there
standing by
an open embrace
-just in case
Anonymous
Takk kvinner og mödre!

Fra modershjertet er den kommen, ja
Takk for dikt Masha
