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Til mamma

Så ofte blir de glemt,
de ord vi burde si.
Så ofte er det travelt,
så sjeldent tar vi tid.

Vi haster gjennom livet,
gjør alt vi bare MÅ.
Vi mater,steller, klemmer
våre dyrebare små.

Men mamma hun blir ofte glemt,
når vi har flyttet vekk
Et enkelt "Jeg er glad i deg"
gjør store underverk!

Så her er det jeg ville si,
på dagen som er din:
Jeg er så veldig glad i deg,
kjære mamma'n min!

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I cried myself to sleep last night,
You didn't see it, dear....
I cried of feeling hopelessness
With pain in every tear..

I cried because I feel so cold
And tired of everything
I cried because it feels so bad;
my heart no longer sing!

I cried because I cannot be
The one you all expect
I cried because I'm incomplete,
When wanting to be perfect!

I cried for all the kids I have;
I m not what they deserve!
I cried because I always feel
So far away from here-

I cried for us; for me and you
I'm sorry I'm so cold!
I cried of fear and sadness
I'm fearing getting old..

My tears were quiet,
- never loud
I could not help myself...
I was so hurt,
my soul was sad
I still feel very,
very bad...

I know you love me very much
I even cried for that.
I'm so tired,

-- feel so down
And all I want

is love you back.

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....So, what are you calling me?
(Jobbsituasjon en gang i tiden)

I hear you call people all kinds of names,
almost each and every day.
You backstab the others right to my face,
and always have bad things to say.

You judge them behind their backs,
making things as bad as they can be.
makes me wonder at times:
What names are you having for me?

So sweet to people when talking to them,
but not when they aren`t here.
Then the "namecalling" starts,
about him or she,
so, what names do you have for me?

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To my 6 children

Without you I’m nothing!
Nothing at all...
What would my life be, Had it not been for you?
I thank you for this; my 6 precious kids:
For being as special as you!

What made me deserve getting children like you?
What made God decide such a wonderful thing?
Sometimes you make my heart ache in pain,
But most of the time it will sing!

You made me whole,
and gave my soul
The things I could live for each day.
Where would I have been,
Without having you?
That’s really hard to say!

I gave you life, ‘cause I loved you;
Even before you were born!
Each gave me something to remember,
Good memories when I feel thorn.

Haven’t I always been there,
For you as I should have been;
I ask your forgiveness, I’m sorry;
if I hurt you, or ever was mean.

Please know I tried,
I always wanted to be good!
So often I think back in time
And times when I misunderstood....

My heart aches for yesterday,
For things I did wrong,
But time came,
....time went,
and now it’s forever gone........

I hope I have given you something good,
Something to take to your heart.
Something to remember when I’m gone
And help you to get a good start.

For every hugs and kisses; I thank you!
For tiny hands holding mine.
For every tear you let me wipe from your face,
For every beautiful smile!

I love you,

my children.
I always have!
Even before you were born.

Love,

mamma

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This morning I walked through the door,

when something strange and wonderful occurred;

A white little feather fell down by my feet,

and I don`t think it came from a bird!

You see, I was thinking about all those men

and women, and children who died.

The 11.of September two thousand and one

sticks out like a day with no pride.

I was thinking with sorrow and pain in my heart,

like I do every year on this day;

when a small little feather fell down by my feet,

like an angel was trying to say:

"They did not die, -for their souls are alive,

and they all send their love down to earth!"

So I smiled at this feather,

so shiny and white,

laying down on the ground, in the dirt.

...a white little feather fell down by my feet,and I don`t think it came from a bird....

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Englenes Prinsesse
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Johanna, du fikk ikke leve
på jorden som andre små
Men i mamma og pappas hjerte
vil du alltid bli husket på!

Som englenes lille prinsesse
er jeg sikker på at du har det godt,
der du dro for å feire julen
i Himmelens lyse slott!

Mamman og pappan din gråter;
de savner deg lille venn!
Men en gang er jeg overbevist
at de får se, og holde deg igjen!

Hvil i fred,
lille Johanna.