The soft, cool breeze
That lightly blows my hair
Just like my mum's
Loving pat on my head.
The sunrays peeking
From behind the clouds
Just like mum
Checks from time to time
My "whatabouts".
The mountains standing
Tall to protect us
Just like she does
To always make sure
That I am safe and secure.
The trees, they thrive
Only to give us
Oxygen, shade and fruit
Just like her, who makes
It possible for me to survive...
This was a poem I wrote for my mum on Mothers' Day 2 years ago.💕
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PoetryMore than just poetry... these are excerpts of my life so far. Hope you feel them at least half as much as I do💞💫
