A Mother- A Vivid Definition Of Love

My nursery rhymes were the Waterloo of your sleep
My cries were the song you listened to all night
My antics and truants turned to comedy drama for you
Small fragile stubborn thing I was but you loved me like no other
Feed me on your bloodline for long as I sucked on
Held me from the ground and wished for my smiles
Threw me into the air saying 'explore the world my child'
Now I am the top waiting to wipe away all your tears
And fears
Waiting to tell of your tales
To this progeny

Adios Amiga; you taught me love
Mon Ami; you were my first love
Inem, what more can define love?