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Hettie Van Zyl

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Poem "Real Love":
- written January 2009
- published January 10, 2009
- viewed 247 times

Other poems by Hettie Van Zyl:
»A Falling Leaf«
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»A Powerful tool«
»An Open Mind«
»Beginning of a new day«
»Broken Wing«
»Child of the street«
»Flames«
»Hailstorm«
»Happiness«
»how?«
»In The Eyes Of A Child«
»Joyful Tear«
»Love of a real friend«
»Miracle«
»Noah's Ark«
»Price For Peace«
»She cried«
»That special friend«
»That Special You«
»The Abused«
»The Gold Digger«
»The race«
»Time Limit«
»What Counts«
»When You Were Mine«
»Words«
»You«


»Real Love«

by Hettie Van Zyl

There are no words to describe a mother. Her love and tender care. Her willingness to always share with another, and where help is needed to be there.
For her mornings and evenings all are the same, no worry if you wake her up to soon. And no trouble what so ever, you will be blame,if you let her wait long after noon.
The promise that you made and so easy forget, is not such a big thing in her eye. For her it is enough if you will only let her wave to you, when ever you passing by. To let you worry is the last thing she wants to do. If you ask her everything is all right. She will never tell you if she feels sad too. Everything is fine from her sight. Until one day too late for regret you find this wonderful love is no more. But still then you find, you will never forget. The sweet memories of her held in store, by left an example to futher build on. Your life as a parent too. That's the REAL kind of love, that she has poured out. To give it to your children through.
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  •  Ryan Gordon Penn: "Too true, Nothing like the love of a Mother. It is, for us boys, the first contact we have with a woman and the lessons learn't stay with us way into our adult lives."
  •  Happy Mhlongo: "Yes, but the only word to describe mother is love keep it up girl I love it"