MOTHER
Mother
Dear my glorious gifts,
You offered me a place to stay,
Letting this soul to lay,
Easing my hopelessness at bay.
You gave me undivided love,
Proving me the greatest treasure trove,
That one's could ever hope,
Making me questioned my worth.
Is it alright to be loved by these beautiful women?
Is it right to sleep peacefully under their magic wand?
I may not know how to clearly express myself
Because I am often being misunderstood
Yet I want you to know,
I'm grateful for your existence,
And so, I will love you forever even when I'm in my 50s.
I put my hidden gratefulness in words,
Just so you understand that you are matter,
Even when I might be stubborn sometimes,
I might be rebellious at times,
While the truth is,
You means so much to me,
Transforming me to be a better girl,
A useful woman amongst the people in this world.
I am proudly wanting to say that,
These women are not just a mother,
They are simply incredibly divine.
_Lieya_
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