Your poems they glow
And your words kindness show...
I miss you, I miss you
I miss you...
When I was born
I was born through your blood...
Speak child, speak for my words are stuck in my...
They cut out my soul and synthesize my dying...
Hands down you are the most wonderful mother ever
We have a very special bond that time nor distance...
It's not my place.
I can't help but fume...
In days of young and past,
he shone bright with his smile...
You are the sunshine soaring in my sky,
between fluffy clouds of hope, and birds...
When I was a child my
Father's back was broad...
Words could never do justice, to how it
feels when your arms are wrapped around...
Lineage is a sword
To tussle every glitch...
A mother or a mom
makes a difference...