The Conversational Poet Fall 2013 | Page 20

Partial Progress Woman, I’m sorry you had to meet man. You were strong enough alone to commit sin on your own. With the help of a serpent you became more powerful with sin, experience, intelligence and intuition deemed you to be the strongest species. Injured, but never defeated, independent woman. I’m sorry you were hurt by words and strikes to your heart. I vow, to never fall for lies. I vow to always honor your name. I promise to live carefree and enjoy the journey of finding the one. Holding no grudges, it wasted time, Forgiveness freed your spirit. The journey was a struggle, Smart woman, I’m sorry you had to withstand the pain inflicted upon the soul of a man that couldn’t manage himself. Drugs, created by man, destroyed man, breaking down family virtues created by our forefathers too long before my father was ever born. Making promises to a Senior That would name your 2nd offspring, the 3rd. I’m sure my children might just not get that opportunity to meet their grandfather But I pray that you can fill the shoes of both grandparents. You have been nothing shy of a warrior, Battling the war of life vicariously through the eyes of 3 children. Woman, I have the honor to call you my mother, You always have been, and always will be my strongest, Most powerful and daring advocate to this life I know I’m destined to live. Aralis Hillsman