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John

Such bliss,
remembering your kiss
A gentle touch, that makes me feel so much
In your arms, I'm entranced by your charms
Your energy surrounds me,
and lifts me into ecstasy


With Love -
Dec. 5th, 2002

For Lori

Although it seems we're world's apart
I know that we're close at heart
you always know when I'm feeling blue
Even when I can't talk to you
When times were tough 
and friends deserted me
You stood by and helped me to see
Even when you think that I don't care
for you my friendship will always be there

Feb. 28, 1996

Grandma

Oh Grama, Grandma,
Grandmother dear
The judgement of others
never should you fear.
Use your wisdom wise,
don't see with your eyes.
Don't hear with your ears,
see and listen with the
wisdom of your heart,
that comes with many years.

Oh Grama, Grandma,
Grandmother dear
It's so nice to have you in my life
 to lend me an ear.
Honoring our souls
we will always reach our goals.
Never expect from others,
a common trap we all fall in,
especially for us mothers.

Oh Grama, Grandma,
Grandmother dear
Though not close in age
 in our hearts we are near.
Eternal through our children,
till we choose to be again.
Lets us not the time waste,
each moment is so precious,
lets not forget in our haste.

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The poem below was for my family that year and given to them as a gift with a homemade beeswax candle.

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Unknown Mother

All I ever wanted
was not to be haunted
by the memory of another
an unknown mother

I wanted you; you wanted me
but it wasn't allowed to be
In an endless sea of tears
we were kept apart for many years

Society and circumstances condemned us
why did they have to make such a fuss?
They couldn't make me stay away forever
I'm happy now we're back together

It's nice to know that I wasn't forgot
It's something I've dreamt about a lot
I no longer have to be taunted
knowing now that I'm wanted

May 16, 1994
In honour of our reunion,
I dedicate this poem to
my birth mother Charlene Day,
my grandmother Jean Duncan - Day
& my children Taya and Alex Day