When time has waved to me
When the wind calls feeling
Invite me to play word
Now my hand is ready
Dance with a small pen
I started to compose words
And I made a humming for mom
Together seconds of running time
Which rotates all my life
I tell you all in the poem
About love
About love
About everything from a mother
I wrote in my poetry
About the caresses and the hugging of holy hands
And I utter in my poetry
My thanks, my dear, and my ma'af
This is the poem I wrote for you.. Mother