All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
She
July 29, 2008
She might not always understand,
But I love her all the same.
She's my weak side and my blind side,
She's the rainbow in my rain.
She's the shooting star I wish upon
When my skies are painted gray.
She's the winter coat that keeps me warm,
When my hopes have gone astray.
She's the shoulder that I cry on,
When the mean boys break my heart.
She always knows just want to say,
To reassemble its parts.
She's the empty voice that whispers,
As I hide beneath my covers.
She's the heart that’s beating just for me...
My hope. My heart. My mother.
© Anonymous
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
