This winter felt like life,
The only warm thing I like
Is the sweet touch of your hand
And the wonderful thoughts of your mind.
Blankets never made me feel warm,
Shields never kept me safe from harm.
Your arm is the only thing I need
To seal my wounds that still bleed.
Nothing ever compares to you,
To other people with different hues.
You're the only one I look up to,
Even though you have flaws too.
I know you're trying your best
To always make me the happiest.
You also fill me in times of emptiness.
My mom, you're my hero and happiness.
