We made it

We made it though the bad and the good times

We made it when people didn’t like what we are

We made it for other people that want to be like us

We made it

We made it for us and others

We are moms

The break poem

This is a poem

that is for

couplesw that break up

over stupid things

Tell me what was the  reason

It can be over your cell phone, people you don’t know, and other things

To know that the person you have been with for x amount of years or months just leaves

But come to find out that they cheated on you with a friend

On top of that even one that you might even chill with them

How funny is that

Your friend don’t tell nothing

This is the break up poem that no one writes about.

What kind of person

What kind of person you want me to be.

What kind of person the world wants me to be.

I want to be the person that my daughter would be proud of.

What kind of person do you want me do be.

I don’t care

I don’t care what people think of me.

i don’t care what they say about me.

I don’t care what they do to do me.

I don’t care if they are they or not.

I don’t care if they are real or not.

I don’t care if they can fight or not.

I don’t care if they have money or not.

I don’t care if they have a diamond ring or not.

I don’t care.

I dream

I dreamed that was holding my grand kids and wearing a poke-a-dot dress.
I dreamed that I was writing to my daughter who was a super model.
I dreamed that I was holding the first snowflakew before I go.
I dreamed that I was waering very expensive clothes that that my angel bought me.
I dreamed that I was holding my great grand kids.
I dreamed that I was wearing clothes from my own clothes line.
I dreamed that I was holding a wonderfol painting by Michelaeto.
I dreamed that one day we would stop gobal warming.

Before being a Mom

Before being a mom I had alot of fun.
I went out and danced and partied.
That ’s before I was a mom.
I would go out to places.
I had lots of fun and I enjoying myself.
When I becoame a mom.
There was nothing in the world I love more then my little girl Esmerelda.
She is such a suprise every time she wakes up.
That’s why I love being a mom.

What grandma don’t know

What grandma don’t know is that I was pregnant.
What grandma don’t know is that I’m getting married.
What grandma don’t know is that she is not here.
What grandma don’t know is what she is missing out on.

My Daughter

By Monica

My daughter is full of joy.

She loves to laugh and smile.

She tries to crawl and stand but all she does is smile.

I love to look into her blue eyes and tell her how much mommy loves her.

When she sleeps it’s like looking at an angel sleeping.

But it makes me so proud that I made her.

Sometimes I wish that she was inside of me just to feel her move and kick.

She is my daughter and she is my world.