Love of my mother

In the hand of my mother, I was a jewel cherished all the time. Apple of her her eyes, and never willing to let me go
When I was feeble, she was out of calmness, anticipating for a smile on my face. But she was disappointed to see no one. She lost control over her tranquility and have to take tranquilizer to maintain her serenity.

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I grew up in the hand of my caring mother, while she lives in anxiety,not wanting a sickle child. She cried but, but never got consoled , until she lost hope for my survival. Then smile register on her person again. She was told I would be okay again.

She looked at me and said to me and said"my child you are my jewel, you are the reason for my existence never go again.
And I said mother, I have made you cry, I will make you smile and make you laugh. My mother is my mother

I will take you around the globe and make you laugh
I have confined you, I will enlighten you.Nothing shall make me despise your love for me.
Your love is enduring ,when I should have exaust it all, you were my backup. When I should have been history ,
You stand by me. You believed in my destiny going and you said I have a future

Nothing can be compared to my mother's love
A love without beginning and a love without end
I will continue to love you my dear mother
You shine light to illuminate my world and I am not in darkness.

Thanks my dear mother.
My mother is my mum