Andrew Crisci Poet Rhyme

I Dream of My Pretty Mom Daily

I dream of my pretty mom daily...
each minute, each hour that the clock strikes,
I grieve her shedding sorrowful tears;  
if only distance didn't keep me away
from those beautiful eyes so kind and so bold,
I would be near her and feel loved:
nothing can break the bond between
a loving mother and a beloved son!

I dream of my pretty mom daily,
through the daylight and the twilight;
does love mean endless affection,
or something nobler than that?
Who doesn't appreciate her devotion, 
hasn't understood her sacrifice of all women: 
why that boy or that girl was born
and make the family grow in harmony,
bless them to be the joy of her devoted heart...
although they'll grow big and go their way!

I dream of my pretty mom daily,
my appreciation for the life she gave me  
is the most invaluable gift that must be
be prized above others adequately;
many knew the gentleness and the charm 
of the extraordinary woman, I called mom!

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