[untitled]A Poem by Adam Jordan Turner
A little girl in pearls Ganders in on mothers world Wondring how it was Before her life became unfurled
When these pearls were on your neck Was it hard to do your best Knowing life as it seemed Was but your mothers dream
To the world, was your love real Though you had taken the wheel And swung so far the other way Love had lost it's final days
When you were me was it wrong To sing a cheerful song When life lost it's melody Of any song that bloomed in glee
When your life was young and heart was frail Did you stick true to the fairy tale I only inquire on this, you see Fore it has not been so fortunate for me
I'll wear your pearls on down the isle If only to see my mother smile But sorrow fills your longing face As your child brings you a joyous disgrace
I am happy, can't you see Your tender love is all I need To meet me along but half way And promise me it's there to stay
I know, to you, it must seem This is not the dream you dreamed Your baby boy goes down the isle Behind a veil he bares a smile
My dear mother, don't you know Within me your spirit glows So to me it has to seem My truest joy would be your dream
Be it in curled, long or shiney hair Before the neckline where I wear Mothers tiny pearls lined of gold Her dearest treasure, of which I hold
Mother, please, come to me, This is the way I choose to be My love and heart have long set sail There lies the truest, happy, fairy tale
4/1/2008
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4 Reviews Added on April 1, 2008 Last Updated on April 1, 2008 AuthorAdam Jordan TurnerHouston, TXAboutI am a 20 year old artist. Writing is something I have always found interesting, and fun, however I did not take on the challenge until recently. I mostly write song lyrics, my mother is a lyricist, .. more..Writing
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