My mother,
Who brought me up at birth
And laid me to rest
My mother,
Who kept me safe
And saw me through my rainy days
My mother,
Who saw through me
And knew the pain I was going through
My mother
Whom I will always love
And cherish till everlasting days above.
Who brought me up at birth
And laid me to rest
My mother,
Who kept me safe
And saw me through my rainy days
My mother,
Who saw through me
And knew the pain I was going through
My mother
Whom I will always love
And cherish till everlasting days above.
© The poets voice~~~ February 2009, All rights reserved.
5 voices have spoken:
Nice poem. This reminds me of the novel, The miracle of a mother's Hug. Thanks for the tribute.
i should talk to my mum havent called in a while.Nice poem.
awww, this is such a warm poem. Nice.
@lindah- u're welcome
@robyn- thanks and yep u definitely should talk to her
@solomonsydelle- thanks.A mother is a miracle, her love is always warm.
What warm words. I like you work. Thanks for sharing.
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