Monday, May 10, 2010

Momma Dearest.

You are my strength.
You are my base.
You are my number one fan
and the reason I will never come in last place.
You make me who I am.
You are my hero.
You’re the cool mom who says “Shit Happens!”
when I get an F on an exam.
You are the strongest person I know.
You always make me smile.
You were the first to take me to the snow and
even taught me how to soe.
You are the one who makes things just fine.
You who is so beautiful inside and out.
You even let me have my first few sips of red
wine.
You are the one who always says, “Be nice to
your mother.”
You are the one who never ceases to amaze me.
You are the one who is more effective than
medicine in helping me recover.
You are the one who taught me to always be me.
You are the most amazing mom in the whole
world…that’s a guarantee.
This is you.
This is who you have been since day one.
This is nothing brand new.
This poem is just for you.
Written by your daughter Chanel Nicole Ray,
because I Love You. :]

Wrote this for Mother's Day yesterday.This poem is for the one and only Susan Ray. She has given me life, laughter, love, confidence, a forever smile, & millions more. She truly is the best mother there is and ever will be. I love her more than anything. This is for you momma. Happy Mother's Day, even though I celebrate you being my mother 24/7 365 as I should be! :]

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Background.

Your the secret behind pieces of my writing
'cause your life and its impact on mine gives me
material.
Ideas on a continuous flow like the milk pouring
over my morning bowl of Frosted Flakes Cereal.
Can't stop these words from flying out like
Mean Girls word vomit,
Punch lines so out of this world sometimes I feel
like I'm sitting on Comet.
This writing I do is like a continuous hunger, I
never want to be full,
Because each and every syllable I write has its
own role in advancing my life's creative goals.
I write when things aren't fare,
I write when I feel a sense of scare,
I'd write during a game of Truth or Dare.
My writing is raw emotion, something rare.
I write because its the thoughts and feelings
behind my words that everyday, like a
Superman suit, underneath it all I wear.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Thank You.

Alike Jay-Z, I'd like to say thank you.
Thank you to my ride or dies,
For always having my back and being truthful
with never any lies.
Thank you to my family,
For being my back bone and giving me the guiding
light to see.
Thank you to all the jobs to ever turn me down,
'Cause once I have a successful career I'll come
back around to wave Hii! & Bye like a kid on the
merry go round.
Thank you to all the fake friends I've ever had
who have come and gone,
For proving trust isn't something to hand to
just anyone and that people come and go
without a care like the cars on the German
Autobon.
Thank you to all my teachers,
Whether good or bad,
For giving me the education I have today and
being that one to reveal life's daily hidden
messages like a Sunday morning church
preacher.
Thank you to all the strangers I've ever met,
For reminding me to live life to the fullest with
no regrets.
Thank you to all my past basketball coaches.
Whether or not you stood behind me with
complete support,
But for teaching me lessons that will forever
stay with me on and off the court.
Thank you to the man upstairs,
For giving me life, air, and a chance.
My respect for you is oh so immense,
I promise thru whatever I can to stand strong
and tall,
Like the historic Eiffel Tower in France.
Thank you to all,
Whether you helped me grow or fall.
Thank you to those who love me for me
& those who choose to hate,
For being my reminder this life is too short to
waste not being great.
Thank you,
Thank you,
Thank you,
For uncovering my life's purpose,
& showing me what in this world I'm meant to
change, better, and do.