My Mother,My Hope

The best parent in the world,
she's my mum at home,
the source of joy.

Mum is mum,
the best gift of all,
although she can act  wrong,
sometimes at home.

I have to trust her,
the lonely hero at home,
day and night.

The best hero i know,
she's only my mum,
the best  of all.

Mum is mum,
the best flower in the world!
To miss her at home,
you live a dull life.

I praise her alot,
the incomparable gift of all,
the source of  my hope,
my joy, my life.

She's joyful for us,
all the children at home,
father and others.

The best  parent is mum,
the best  judge of all,
except God ,
the creator of every thing.

I can't  familiarise her,
the sweet fruit in the world,
my mother, my angel.

The ingredients of love,
starts from her,
and goes arround the world.

Men and women,
the number one is mum,
you have to respect her,
the hero of the nine months.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace