Dear Mama

I end not far from spreading my wings Traveling through a song my heart sings -Of these remaining days of your life That you've made a good meaning of life. Robbed of my inherited love, I've made your duplicate by my wife. At heart, it's now near where, I find Dear associate of your kind. I'm glad of your presence as I show and, If heaven’s book register your residence, I won't long suffer without you. You display on my wife as an evidence. Your tears contain no signs of pain Of all sacrifices you couldn't complain You couldn't abstain from sperm-stain: I am the result why and that's why I said you gave birth to your daddy! I will pick you the best nourishing fruits Until the trees can't bear no more, since With a houseful of hungry kids to feed You made a paradise full of hopes to seed, Into the whole world to lower it's speed. I'm giving you the life you gave up for me, Wealth of all this earth stands waste, Taste comes sweet with permanent paste Of your deeds on my everlasting memories. You place a loss of pace in the title race Love wasn't rewarded to one in 1st place. It is chiefs alone with mind that briefs Thoughts to fairly lament their griefs. My worries are devoured by strength Of your carrying heart's wrath, I barely blink so I can think carefully That I won't sink the ark of our link. Smoke snows flakes of ashes over your hair. Flames of your warmth makes life fair, From family affair to retirement chair You've lasted long for this very reason. You're tree that blossoms every season…