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In a previous chapter of my life
I ranted about how much of a horrible person you were to me
I said quite a few things
That don't at all seem appropriate
For a child like myself to say to their own parent
And for that I solemnly apologize
I realize now that I have been very much critical of your actions
And yet have failed to acknowledge
The reasons why you behave that way
As a mother you feel that it is your primary duty
To ensure my safety and security at all times
Albeit over protectively
Even though I myself am not a woman
I am as sensitive as you are
Day after day you take care of me
In the morning you greet me with a radiant smile
During the afternoon you offer me suggestions for activities
At night you bid me to sleep in a soft loving tone
Back in my younger years
You used to take pride over my accomplishments
And would always worry with any of my failures
If I ever got in trouble, you would always get infuriated
And attempt to directly place yourself
In the complicated situation
By actually having the guts
To go over to my school and argue with those responsible
Even going so far as to talk tough with anyone
Who didn't seem like they wanted to cooperate
In the case of my personal mistakes
You would constantly tell me to never give up
And from those words I found perseverance in myself
For some reasons I did not understand
Why you did any of these things for me
When I always thought to myself
That I had nothing at all
However, I was a child back then
So I guess it maybe my fault
For being so immature and forgetful
About everything you ever did for me
But what makes me feel happy
Is that you did these things because you love me
Something has taken me years to realize
Due to my lack of self-awareness
I remember quite well
That you used to tuck me in at night
With a teddy bear by the name of Mr Cuddles
To keep me company as I slowly travelled to Wonderland
I miss them especially more because of the lullaby
That you would always sing to me
What was it called again?
Ah yes, now I remember It was called "Brahm's Lullaby"
Though I keep forgetting the lyrics
I have memorized the song by heart
Because your voice is the clearest reminder
Of the sacrifices you made for me
Remember all the times we used to spend together as a family?
Me, you, Papa, Zoe and Zed going out to watch a movie
Eating at a really nice restaurant
Having occasional family conversations and whatnot
I know that we still do those things today
But sometimes I feel like
That it's become more of a hobby
Rather than a special family activity
Whenever I had problems with my friends
The kind which I always thought were unsolvable
And you taught me how to reconcile with them
Simply by talking in sweet words
Sometimes I wish I was like Peter Pan
You know, the boy who never grows up?
I admire him because he can do exactly what I can't
Remain a carefree innocent child
Without responsibility to burden him
FOREVER
But I know that is just a fantasy of mine
And since this is reality
I suppose I have no choice
Other than to make the most of my life
And make sacrifices just like you did when you were my age
There are plenty of mothers out there
Who are just as kind and loving to their own children
But you're the best maternal figure in the world hands down
And do you know why I say this?
It's because I said so
Oh ok, fine then
That isn't the only reason
In fact I can list a million reasons
As to why you are the greatest of all time
And that still wouldn't fill up the pages of this poem
It's because you're my mom
Nobody else I know can do a better job than you
This is a fact of life
And that statement
Is not a measly attempt
To make myself look favorable in your eyes
I ranted about how much of a horrible person you were to me
I said quite a few things
That don't at all seem appropriate
For a child like myself to say to their own parent
And for that I solemnly apologize
I realize now that I have been very much critical of your actions
And yet have failed to acknowledge
The reasons why you behave that way
As a mother you feel that it is your primary duty
To ensure my safety and security at all times
Albeit over protectively
Even though I myself am not a woman
I am as sensitive as you are
Day after day you take care of me
In the morning you greet me with a radiant smile
During the afternoon you offer me suggestions for activities
At night you bid me to sleep in a soft loving tone
Back in my younger years
You used to take pride over my accomplishments
And would always worry with any of my failures
If I ever got in trouble, you would always get infuriated
And attempt to directly place yourself
In the complicated situation
By actually having the guts
To go over to my school and argue with those responsible
Even going so far as to talk tough with anyone
Who didn't seem like they wanted to cooperate
In the case of my personal mistakes
You would constantly tell me to never give up
And from those words I found perseverance in myself
For some reasons I did not understand
Why you did any of these things for me
When I always thought to myself
That I had nothing at all
However, I was a child back then
So I guess it maybe my fault
For being so immature and forgetful
About everything you ever did for me
But what makes me feel happy
Is that you did these things because you love me
Something has taken me years to realize
Due to my lack of self-awareness
I remember quite well
That you used to tuck me in at night
With a teddy bear by the name of Mr Cuddles
To keep me company as I slowly travelled to Wonderland
I miss them especially more because of the lullaby
That you would always sing to me
What was it called again?
Ah yes, now I remember It was called "Brahm's Lullaby"
Though I keep forgetting the lyrics
I have memorized the song by heart
Because your voice is the clearest reminder
Of the sacrifices you made for me
Remember all the times we used to spend together as a family?
Me, you, Papa, Zoe and Zed going out to watch a movie
Eating at a really nice restaurant
Having occasional family conversations and whatnot
I know that we still do those things today
But sometimes I feel like
That it's become more of a hobby
Rather than a special family activity
Whenever I had problems with my friends
The kind which I always thought were unsolvable
And you taught me how to reconcile with them
Simply by talking in sweet words
Sometimes I wish I was like Peter Pan
You know, the boy who never grows up?
I admire him because he can do exactly what I can't
Remain a carefree innocent child
Without responsibility to burden him
FOREVER
But I know that is just a fantasy of mine
And since this is reality
I suppose I have no choice
Other than to make the most of my life
And make sacrifices just like you did when you were my age
There are plenty of mothers out there
Who are just as kind and loving to their own children
But you're the best maternal figure in the world hands down
And do you know why I say this?
It's because I said so
Oh ok, fine then
That isn't the only reason
In fact I can list a million reasons
As to why you are the greatest of all time
And that still wouldn't fill up the pages of this poem
It's because you're my mom
Nobody else I know can do a better job than you
This is a fact of life
And that statement
Is not a measly attempt
To make myself look favorable in your eyes
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I Want to Be a Father
to talk to you
is to bring pain and longing
because when I talk to you
I want to be a father
have wanted children since I can remember
promised mother a son by next December
there's just the problem of my member
so many options available to me
in this gilded age of technology
but they all lack involvement
to talk to you
is to bring pain and longing
because when I talk to you
I want to be a father
an artificial pregnancy
the only way for me to have progeny
but that would mean nothing
but I'd never sleep with a woman
even drunk I'd be stumbling
but I need to be a father
adoption always an option
I never plan to marry though
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The path to true love isn't always straight.
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Just because I see myself wearing a white wedding dress
Doesn't mean I see myself with a prince
Even though I plan on getting married
Doesn't mean it'll be a man, what about a woman?
I see the day I'm giving birth
A cute little girl
But what if she has two mommies?
Or my son has double soccer moms?
Which one of us will walk our girl down the aisle?
No daddy around
Would she be ashamed to say I have two moms?
Or would she be walking by our side with a smile?
It doesn't matter who I'll marry
Only that I fall in love
I want to find the one I can pamper
Whether their sex is man or woman
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Happy Mother's Day everyone!
I really love my mom, that much can be said based upon the title of this deviation alone.
On a side note, I consider this to be the sequel of a more tragic prose I wrote about my frustration with my mother that I titled "I Hate You So Much, Mother" [link] back when I was mad at her.
But the good news is, my mother has already accepted me as being gay and is taking slow steps into getting used to my flamboyant habits. I'm happy that she isn't like other moms who showcase bigotry as part of their life.
This is dedicated to my mom and to all the other people with mothers like mine
I really love my mom, that much can be said based upon the title of this deviation alone.
On a side note, I consider this to be the sequel of a more tragic prose I wrote about my frustration with my mother that I titled "I Hate You So Much, Mother" [link] back when I was mad at her.
But the good news is, my mother has already accepted me as being gay and is taking slow steps into getting used to my flamboyant habits. I'm happy that she isn't like other moms who showcase bigotry as part of their life.
This is dedicated to my mom and to all the other people with mothers like mine
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