My Mother
(Mothers don't die because they live in the hearts of their children)
When I talk about My mother I am talking about all good mothers in the world I gift them this poem on the occasion of Mother's Day
My mom
Paradise has been walking on the earth
And soul has been walking over the water
Warmth has been surmounting seasons
And light will never turn off
And dream will never begin
And story will never end
My mom
You are the wisdom of the days
And the source of love and compassion
My mom
Breath of the soul
And ruby of the age
And flower of the life
And smile of the childhood
Laugh of now
And tear of future
My mom
You are my whisper
You are my dreams
And all my wishes
You are the nectar
That is streaming in my heart
And all yearning
You are the patience
And all longing
You are the perfume
That is spreading in my heart insides
And all my senses
My mom
An immortal world
And chest full of miracles
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