They kept us alive, we make them endure,
we wither, when they care not,
we blossom, when they do care,
Forever, we cannot shake off the dust of their touch,
the rays of their warm gaze,
and the affirnity from their heart.
It's even crazy to think about that.
How special and extraodinary they are among all creatures?
They display love in it's raw form,
exhibit care in it's pure state,
and nurture passion from it's real source.
That is why when I take a moment of reflection,
a while of remembrance,
and a period of appreciation,
I yell out 'mother! '
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Edgar Allan Poe
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
William Butler Yeats
(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
- Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953)
(13 September 1916 – 23 November 1990)
- Daffodils, William Wordsworth
- Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
- The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
- If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
- Dreams, Langston Hughes
- Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
- If, Rudyard Kipling
- Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
- Invictus, William Ernest Henley
- A Dream Within A Dream, Edgar Allan Poe