Who owns the heart that burst with pride each time she sees your face. Whose eyes that dart about, to check your world is safe.
Who owns arms that wrap you up and hold you tight and close. Who owns the love that’s always there whenever you need it most.
Her smile that lights the room when you smiling too. Her shoulder is the place to be, when only a cuddle will do.
Whose chest is warm and comforting when you’re a weary soul .Whose motivation only has your happiness as her goal.
Her tears rolls down her pretty face as you grow old and free. Who is the heart that aches so much, in the space where you should be.
She aches her head praying and believing, that you must find your path alone. Whose voice that welcomes you each time you go back home.
Who could have so many facets that make her oh so great Who has you on her mind each day, whose hands hold and guide you, in a way unlike another.
EXPLANATION
Mothers are a rare :gem: given to us from our heavenly father. They are loving, kind, generous, business wise and above all a Home Builder
These poem is dedicated to my amazing mum, a best friend, a sister and a caring mother. And to all the mothers in the world. This poem is for all of you.
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