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Jose V. Alcedo, M.B.A.,G.R.I., Broker,Author
Jose V. Alcedo, M.B.A.,G.R.I., Broker,Author

The poem is a song written by the author for his mother who has passed away. It expresses the sadness the author feels without his mother's presence and comfort. He remembers her smiling face and lessons she taught him, like being a painter. Though he tries to reflect her love through his paintings, he now understands he can never fully capture or match the legacy and loving care she gave him.

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Now I Understand- My Song for My Mother By Jose V. Alcedo, M.B.A./T.M. World Published Author How much I miss you Youll never know how sad When you left me I couldnt hold you How I wish youll come back Now beyond the clouds In heaven watching me Your brilliant eyes and rosy cheeks Widely smiling face comforting me You taught me to be a painter I painted my life the way I wanted to be A portrait of what I wanted you to see Now I understand the legacy youve left Way back holding my hands just for a while You knew youll set me free for my own But you loving care keep holding my heart
Every single day crying to see you Now you see my painting on Mothers Day Not perfect but thats the way it came to be Though I tried to reflect your love to me Now I understand I cant ever match.

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Now i understand rev

  • 1. Now I Understand- My Song for My Mother By Jose V. Alcedo, M.B.A./T.M. World Published Author How much I miss you Youll never know how sad When you left me I couldnt hold you How I wish youll come back Now beyond the clouds In heaven watching me Your brilliant eyes and rosy cheeks Widely smiling face comforting me You taught me to be a painter I painted my life the way I wanted to be A portrait of what I wanted you to see Now I understand the legacy youve left Way back holding my hands just for a while You knew youll set me free for my own But you loving care keep holding my heart
  • 2. Every single day crying to see you Now you see my painting on Mothers Day Not perfect but thats the way it came to be Though I tried to reflect your love to me Now I understand I cant ever match.