Mother

almostdead

You always held me

You never stopped loving

Even when my treasonous ways hurt you

You keep moving

I'd die and you'd welcome me

Trough every emotions you make my day

There's no explaining how it could be this way

You help my mom and my mom's mom

My brothers and sisters grow from inside

Your beauty is impeccable

Your work ethics extraordinary

A mother like you I wouldn't trade it for the moon

The sun makes u vibrant

The son loves you very so much.

Happy mother's day you make my day.

  • Author: almostdead (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 8th, 2016 12:06
  • Category: Unclassified
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