My universe-Poems.

You're like a mother.

Hey, it's August outside.
Hello, darling, you look beautiful.
Behind the beauty is a kind soul.
Behind the soul is the unknown of your person.

What's the point of all this, you're a beautiful person.
Words that make more sense
Your smile, your bright eyes and your beautiful lips.
Your cheeks, they're so cute.

I play with your hair like my mom used to stroke me.
I want the same care, I'm so glad you're so gentle.
You're like my mom, you're so caring.
You tried to understand, you were like a my mom in everything.

My lighthouse went out and my hopes faded.
But I was able to find my way and break down that wall.
I was able to gain wisdom.
I was able to know the truth of my words.

And I am still the same child, a child who is afraid.
A child who needs a mother's care.
You're like my mom: you try, but you also fall.
But you are also strong like my mom, your eyes shine.

The civilization that seeks us will smile upon us.
The civilization we seek through our tears.
But we are strong, we love.
We suffer, we fall, we rise.

You are like my mother, you know how to comfort me.
Your wisdom will come to you.
Your eyes will shine bigger and more beautiful than before.
Your smile will be more beautiful than before.