Hannah Meyer
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Love of a Mother
Mothers, they are the glue of the family. They are your guardian angel and your lifeline. They teach us things like how to cook and how to recover from a heart break. They teach us the meaning of love through their own love for us as their children! The knowledge passed on from them isn't something you can find in a novel written by Emily Dickinson! It’s true and it’s powerful knowledge that you’ll hang on to especially after their gone. A mother’s love is undying, even Charlotte Brante couldn’t put into words or a poem that would describe how strong a mothers love is. I only wish that my mother doesn’t leave me to soon. I still have much to learn from her, like that one cookie recipe she still hasn’t given me, or how I should fold my towels after they have been washed because she always tells me I’m doing it wrong.
By Hannah Meyer5 years ago in Families
Bluest Hues
Blue is a hue that may describe me, then again pink is pretty too! Everything is gray around me and the outside cannot see the flame burning bright within me, orange like tropical sunset, but then again it all comes back to being blue! Blue is a hue that may describe me! Maybe it’s the hair or the color of my skin, I just don’t get it, but then again who really does, the hues are off, lines are blurred. Maybe I’m not blue, maybe that hue is to new too! I want to be pink, because pink is pretty too!
By Hannah Meyer5 years ago in Poets
