To my Mother

To my Mother

A Poem by Jonathan CuzBubbawicz
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Ode to the Woman that made me the man I am.

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In the Tapestry of life, your threads they are spun,
From Dawns First light, until the day is done.
Your voice, a melody that dances in my mind,
Echoes of your wisdom, in every heart I find.

You are the roots that cradle my soul,
The gentle whispers that make me whole.
In every lesson you taught, every story your weave,
A lighthouse guiding me, even when I grieve.

With hands of grace, you shaped my way,
Through storms of doubt, you taught me to stay.
You are the shield that guards my heart,
A steadfast fortress, Never to part.

So keep your words sharp, your notions clear,
In your fierce love, I have no fear.
Forever Bitching, No lies only care,
A reminder of love, woven thick in the air.

Every heart beat a testament, every breath a vow,
To honor the  spirit in me, from you, I allow.
Dear Mother, Know this truth, unwavering and bright,
All the good that shines in me, came from your light.

© 2024 Jonathan CuzBubbawicz


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Added on November 4, 2024
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Jonathan CuzBubbawicz
Jonathan CuzBubbawicz

Key West, A Little bit of all of them, United States Minor Outlying Islands



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I am a middle aged man, Life has been a adventure, one thing I have lived by is not saying no. I have traveled to every corner of the globe, Stayed in Lavish hotels, Slept in slum houses with dirt flo.. more..

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