Karan

Of all my sweetest blessings bestowed It's my mother's soul that to me is most known Even before she knew my name she loved Unconditionally yet the same She carried me on her insides Where I'd be protected, closet to her heart She nurtured me and when the time was right She brought me into the world's light She watched me as I grew from an infant into a woman than into a mother Our bond it got tattered and torn along the way Needed constant mending sometimes in between But she made sure it never shattered It was her constant love and choice of judgement that helped it endure That is a testament of a mothers tireless work I only pray that one day I become all that she is to me And I can show the world that God truly sends angels down from Heaven so they can make you believe