It is never ending
The breath of my skin
The fruit of my womb
The loving years
The loving arms
Tenderly caring
Like no other
And being my own definition
Of perfect perfection
My child, My love
It never does count
The years of misery lived
For the sweetness that is you
Makes them worthy, mighty
In my arms, the passage of time is stalled
And though they hurriedly fly by
You will ever be the reason
Life was worth living
Little steps walking through my path
Writing my gloom away
And making pains fade
Far into oblivion
My child, My love
The greatest gift from the clouds
To end the chaos of Stormy days
Of wintery nights
And to hold my hand
Tenderly loving
Tenderly caring
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What a lovely poem Mam ❤
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